The Giraffe Blog – Poems by Virgenal Owens

To the one crumb 
That no one ever finds
And vacuums out of the car:

I know how it feels 
To be lost and broken apart.

To have others around you swept away
into another destiny, and you remain stagnant.

To always feel the world vibrating around you,
Alive, free, always going somewhere, but you nowhere.

Know that everything that is lost, is one day found.

That some Cleaner will be so thorough, 
So meticulous in His work,
That He can't help but find you
In the deepest reaches of the car,
And pull you out.

~Written by: Virgenal Owens