Let's play a game of hide and seek.
I will hide and you will count,
There, with your eyes on that willow tree.
You'll shut them tight and I will hide in the branches,
Right underneath your nose.
Your beautiful pointy nose.
And then you will go look for me,
Just like the game goes.
But you will not find me,
Because you will not look where it matters most.
You will not look at the heart,
There, in that willow tree.
The beautiful weeping willow tree.
It is weeping my tears,
But you cannot hear them.
It is shedding my hairs,
But you cannot feel them.
It is hiding my face,
But you cannot see it.
Because you cannot see what you don't seek.
And there, at that willow tree, I stayed and you were gone.
And at last, our game of hide and seek was done.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman