LOST BUT FOUND ( Lk.15:8)

I awake with
Conscious fear
Where's that ring
I placed it here

Precious silver
Diamond bright
Sheds a brilliant
Spectrum light

Search the cupboards
Draws as well
Perhaps it's lost
Perhaps it fell

Search the carpet
Round the wall
Down the stairs
And through the hall

Frantic turning
Tossing sweeping
Every corner
Almost weeping

Where o where
Can it have gone
Haven't had it
All that long

Then a voice
A gentle warning
Have you thought
To pray this morning?

What you seek
By faith was gained
And faith is how
To keep it chained

Perfect wisdom
Sudden peace
Bids the mental
Stress to cease

So with faith
I take my stand
And find that ring,
Still on my hand!