Has anyone seen it? (My dear aplomb)
Maybe I left it behind at home

Or put it on a secret shelf
To wear when I didn't like myself

I had it yesterday; it was clearly seen
Or so to my keen intellect it seemed

Didn't I infer what they implied?
I thought t’was my aplomb they spied

Sparkling. striking. powerfully pleasing,
“It becomes you," they said.
(They may have been teasing)

Surely it didn‘t fall and slip
Down the sink while I did dishes

Now lost on some iridescent trip
Of ethereal suds and wishes?

Did the maid, in cleaning determination
Think it dust or an aberration

And remove it forever from its place
In the small room where I powder my face?

I wore it with such poise, and grace
With style, panache, finesse.

But now I‘ve misplaced my aplomb
And everything's a mess.

It's quite the faux pa I’ve made
I guess: but even so

The moi l was I wouldn‘t trade
For the new me I now know.

Through books, courses, presentations, service, prayer, worship, and more, Tonja and her husband live to exalt God. Her series for girls, P.O.W.E.R. GIRL ADVENTURES, is now out (books I-V), along with LEGACY; YOUR HOLY HEALTH: VISIONS OF THE KING, and more. See the "River Rain Creative" YT channel.