A HUNDRED POEMS – LXV

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 ::

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