Lost
Forgotten
Waiting for that someone
the right one
to come find me.
Waiting as the weeds grow
around me
through me
covering me until no one
can see me.
Until all that is left
are the memories of a once glorious
life.
A life filled with joy
sorrow
a little fear
and a lot of love.
Come find me
and together we will fill our memories
with all that is good
and bad
and a little in between.
Come find what is lost
before it is all forgotten
in the misty
hazy
vacuum of
time.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is prompt #52 from the website Writing Outside the Lines.
To See What I See 
Oh Heidi! I love this!! Really well done💗
Thank you Suz. Love the pic.
Thank you💗
Love this one Heidi ,very touching. Love the Pic Suz ! All you Pics are Amazing !
Thank you Lindsey. 🙂
Lovely!
Thank you. 🙂