Lost and Found

My friend is an artist and him and I are working on turning a shorter version of this poem and his artwork into a childrens book :-)

LOST AND FOUND

On a camping trip

One bright summers day

There was a young girl

Who wandered away

And as little kids do

She quickly lost track

She was suddenly lost

With no way to get back

Her parents were frantic

And everyone searched

But the weather was taking

A turn for the worst

There was thunder and lightning

And trees crashing down

But still the poor girl

Just couldn't be found

She was up in the mountains

Soaked to the skin

In shock and exhausted

Her future looked grim

Just then, a dark figure

Came out of the night

And the little girl knew

That she'd be alright

He took her to shelter

Where she soon fell asleep

Then back to the shadows

The creature did creep

But he didn't go far

Just out of sight

Where no one could find him

And he watched her all night

When the storm finally passed

And the danger was gone

Man's missing link

Knew he had to move on

For he is an outcast

And a loner at heart

In a world which he knows

He can never be part

So he lives mostly

In stories and myths

Only fools believe

That he really exists

But when the girl talks

Of that night's ordeal

She speaks of the creature

That she knows is real

She says he is kind

And most of all brave

She calls him her hero

Who lives in a cave

Her parents just smile

And then shake thier heads

They're just glad she's home

And safe in her bed

And up in the hills

Time marches on

For a lifeform

Who's time has come and gone

But he's glad he could help

Get that little girl home

'Cause he knows how it feels

To be lost and alone

~Cynthia Howe ~