Wonderful poem from Diane Kistner's book, Falling in Caves
Hide and Seek
One morning the sun did not rise
in the east as expected.
It rose through the roots of trees,
up through the trunks and branches
and into the leaves.
There the sun hid for a long time.
The earth did not know where the sun was hiding.
It looked high, then low, then high again.
The sun was not in the sky!
The earth ran around and around for hours
trying to find where the sun might be.
The sun was laughing all that time, disguised
as thousands and thousands of golden leaves.
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That is lovely!
ReplyDeleteI have Diane's book and I love her poetry. This one is one of my favorites.
ReplyDelete"Hide and Seek" -- I like this poem.
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