Peeking From Behind Trees

You are someone who likes to run and hide,
While being chased through the wilderness.
And peeking from behind trees to see who follows.

I am someone who likes a good sandwich,
As I sit quietly in the park to eat undisturbed...
Observing people making fools of themselves.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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