A Child’s Hiding Place

My cousin, who is a more accomplished poet than I am wrote to say her professor challenged her to think of 10 words relating to a secret place of hers some time in her life and use a few of those words in a poem. I thought I’d take the challenge on. See my offering below.

 

A Child’s Secret Place

 

I have a place known just to me,

   It’s in a forest, shadow filled.

It’s on the plains, sunlit bright,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place.

 

I have a place known just to me,

   Where the sky is blue and clouds are full.

The stars they sparkle ne’er blinding the eye,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place

 

A password is needed to enter my place,

   But it’s not known except for me.

The place is closed and locked secure,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place

 

No windows, so no peeking in,

   It has no door, you can’t get in.

The switch for light is for my hand alone,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place.

 

I have no big brother to muscle in,

   I have no sister to tell on me.

The toys in there are mine alone,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place.

 

You need not ask where it might be,

   For it is my mind when I’m alone.

And no one can know what’s therein,

   Hey, you’re not allowed in my hiding place.

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