Our Playground
Imagined if we were kids.... Playing around at the playground. You will always be the one to hide & I, the one will always seek. Peek-a-boo me! We will be talking endlessly while you pushed me behind the swings. And how could I forget all the jokes that would make my day? We will both go sliding down the slide. And how we used to run, trying to catch each other. Ooh, I nearly lost my breath! But then... I ended up falling, Started crying all by myself, It hurts so deep, it left a scar, A wound that won't seem to heal. I had no one. Tell me something..... Where were you when the playground seem so empty? Love, Eudora