My little one, my little one!
Where have you gone?
Beneath the little bed perchance within
a closet full of brooms?
My little one! Hide and seek
is your favorite game but now i see i cannot
ever find the little one!
Life has given you the key to maturity and you now hide
within a fully grown one!
My little-big, my little-big!
so proud to find you all grown — the little one
no longer has to hide beneath the little bed!
:: 05-16-2014 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 