A poem about my childhood. I hope you enjoy it 🙂
Hide and Seek
I scurry behind the body
of the tree where I cannot be seen;
he follows me however, as
I cannot hide.
Now it is his turn – to hide
from me. Behind fluffy
grey clouds he darts; careful not to
As a natural curtain, the clouds part;
I point to him yelling ‘I’ve found
you’ and run to hide
from him again.
This game of hide and seek can go on
for hours and
hours; until I get tired.
My parents ask with who I am playing.
‘No one’ – I tell them. They reply with
a nod and they believe me;
he doesn’t want his secret revealed.
Because little do they know that
I have really been playing
hide and seek with the