Hide and Seek
You still run and hideLike a little boy
And then again
You said you never lied.
What do I believe?
Who do I know?
You promised you wouldn't leave
But you let go.
You still run
To hide.
Had you truly said
You never lied?
Hide and Seek
You still run and hideA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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