PEEK-A-BOO


Are you really hiding

Or just playing peek-a-boo

I look deep into your eyes

But your hands cover the secrets

Who will you be?

I find myself wondering

The happy smile

At little joys

Are they all like you

Laughing and singing

While trying to walk

You fall and try again

At the circus

You screamed and cried

All in subtle delight

I held your hand

Someday I know a man will come

And take you from me

You will smile still

And take pleasure in the little moments

I will grow old

Looking back at you

This I do not fear

I know you will be happy


Michael V Hechtman