Hiding and not seeking

A child is counting,

One-two-three,

Who is that?

Oh I see now,

It’s me!

I’m playing,

Playing an old forgotten game

Of hiding and seeking

Long gone away friends,

But wait, who is playing

With my happy dream

Hello? Four-five-six

You hear me right?

I know you are probably

Hiding in the trees

Burrowed away in a hollow hole.

Seven-eight-nine

Where have they gone?

So why am I frightened

That I won’t find what

I am seeking for in the darkness?!

Ten! Wait a minute...

A shadow I saw

Running into the tree

Ah-ha I’ve found you,

No security for

You thought I wouldn’t find you!

Hey, this is my game

I never lost as a kid, so

I reached out to tag

My silly companion

But grabbed only air

What has gone wrong?

No one was there

I looked down and saw my own shadow

I counted and sought

But who was doing the hiding?

And who is it that is running from me?

I counted it right...

Or so I perceived.

Age 19

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