A Poem that Played with Me!

We played and played
Hours days months years
You went your way
And I went my way

Then began a game
Of hide and seek

Tired I pushed the door
There you're hiding...

Tired I dropped to the floor
There you're under the cot

Did you go your way?
Did I go my way?

We still play and play
Hours days months years
You didn't really go anywhere
Nor did I go my way!

(26 May 2011)

poem by Indira Babbellapati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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