When a leisurely search for a lost paper
Gets underway in the house
You can depend on me to find it
The books kept for display
In the hall are where the hunt begins
And where it founders for they contain
Plenty of distractions between their leaves:
A post-dated cheque a borrower gave me
With a request not to encash it till he cleared it
Still sits snugly in the pages of Hamlet;
What piques me again is
A newspaper cutting about a bestseller
That reveals the secret of talking about authors
You have not read or do not want to even under threat;
The best memento is a New Year greetings card
From years ago from a departed mentor
With a heartfelt blessing written in ink:
May you find what you are looking for.
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