Scavenger Hunt

Barnaby Moonport had lost his comfort.

It was nowhere to be found and of the most import.

He looked around and upon his desk.

He looked askance and he looked left.

He thought he saw it basking there,

like a cat upon a sunny chair.

Alas, it wasn’t the comfort he searched for.

Instead it was just a small bit of camphor.

Barnaby Moonport called his mom,

to ask where his comfort had gone.

She said, “Did you check in all your books?”

“That’s the first place I usually tell you to look.”

“You love to read, it calms you down.”

“You can always revisit that scary clown.”

He flipped through his books with the tenderest care,

but within the words no comfort was there.

The pages rustled like a wolf in the shrubbery.

In their sentences only Hobbits and mummies.

So, next Barnaby visited dad.

His dad was a dad with immaculate plans.

“Here’s the thing about comfort,” dad concluded.

“It’s often misplaced, displaced, or elusive.”

“Realign yourself and center your bearings.”

“Here, take this compass for orienteering.”

Barnaby remembered all the times he’d had.

Adventures in the forests and fields with dad.

The wildest comforts, like goblins and centaurs,

lived deep within those places centers.

With compass in hand Barnaby set forth again,

to ask of his brothers one last question.

He found them where they always were.

On the grass rectangle of sporting pleasure.

They kicked the ball back and forth with passion.

A sphere, black and white, in a checkered pattern.

Then they smashed the ball in his direction.

He was quick in the goal for a perfect deflection.

“Hooray!” They shouted in great jubilation.

“You’ve found it you have, now just don’t deflate it.”

He left his two bros in uplifted spirits.

Determined to find the comfort inherent.

His family had shown him what comfort could be.

It wasn’t one thing, but many to see.

Barnaby arrived home and all of a sudden.

There was his comfort in a puddle of sunshine.

He stuck his hand in the softest of fur.

And that’s when the comfort let out the best purr.