school days

A game of hide and seek,
I slip away from mom's hands.
I hide behind the curtains,
Hoping, the hands won't find me!

Here she comes,
Running after me,
With that ever-forgiving smile,
And pulls my cheeks!

Making me look prim,
Like a four year old groom;
I run away,
As if afraid of the bride!

Yet again a game begins,
Me hiding,
Eyes searching,
And hands finding!

Gone are the school days,
I still yearn for!
Lazy days, the hide and seek;
All is gone;
But my mom's ever forgiving smile!!

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