Sense Sonnet - Acher

Not Knowing

My son was eleven years old,
A great kid in every way.
The school called me and I was told
That Matt had been absent that day.
At once I knew something was wrong.
Matt was not one to just skip school.
We'd had discussions all along
That bad behavior wasn't cool.
I called around to no avail.
Police helped search the neighborhood,
Then looked on a nationwide scale.
Nothing yet has done any good.

Matt has not been heard from or seen.
If alive, he is seventeen.