*wow* this was a powerfully written work of art. i am still mulling over it. i loved the repetition of the verse "as i wait to be found". the words of this poem i related to very well. i think that at one time or another we all feel sorta lost and are just clinging onto hope that...something or someone will find us and we can go back to being our former self? just a thought i had.
take care, amy
~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~