With a bright, endless smile
That only leads into broken fields
One hand held out to another
Filled with little shiny pebbles
Little sparkling things to catch a child's eye
Held right under his nose like fragrant flowers
To a blushing bride's bouquet
So he stood
Staring out at the burbling water
Clear, smiling river water
That covers the little chips
That mirrored his torn heart
And heart's egg
Both irreplaceably lost
And his childhood
To tie the hidden knot between the two
Lost as well
Like a little boat in an ocean
An untouchable ocean
In his sadness
The ocean's creator
Cries the cries of a child
Long lost
But there is no one to find him
Not for the longest time
Because not only was the treasure map lost
But the X was never marked
And if it was
It would be gone by now
Swept away by the ocean
An ocean of sadness and grief