The topic for day nine of the PAD challenge was “hide outs.” I thought back to the carefree days of my youth when my friend Christy, who lived across the street, and I would tramp through the woods. We had great imaginations, if not the best carpentry skills. My big brother and his friends had some really cool forts and we would sneak in them when they weren’t around. But, they didn’t know where ours was. It was truly a secret.
Midway between here and nowhere
We had a hideout in the woods
Away from the fort the boys made
Across a tiny minnow-filled creek
Through a patch of bamboo
Our own place to hide out
Adventures in the midst of suburbia
You can read more “Hide Out” poems HERE.