Recently I had a very unfortunate thing happen. I broke my record
for amount of time elapsed without finding a single cache
(10/13-12/22). I was feeling very much troubled and had some
sleepless nights. During one exceptionally bad night I must have
started hallucinating. I came to only to discover I had written a
small poem of sorts! What nonsense! Can you make heads or tails out
of this product of my disturbed and troubled mind? I didn't at
first until it started revealing very specific coordinates along
the Powder River. Go figure!
Three hundred and
fifty eight finds
How long must I
be with thee?
Why must winter travel on and on
Oh!
To
smell
the spring flowers and bask in
the rays of summer
Perhaps a cache hide is in order
Empty,
the feeling that I now have
Why me?
You can check your answers for this puzzle on
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