I am lost for words. I had them once, now they are gone. It raises some questions! Where have they gone? What can I say? I’d like to tell you but I’m lost for words. I suspect it’s that time in life where I can’t quite recall your name but it's on the tip of my tongue. One hopes, as it doesn’t appear to be anywhere else, it is somewhere safe. But there’s the rub. I hope they are still there; Those little words, all-important, scattered and rare. I think they are there because some days your name comes right out. Today’s not one of them. I’d like to explain it to you, but I can’t find the words. If you find them can you please, send them back. I miss them. I can’t explain why.
