Running through the woods,

Right behind you don’t look back,

Feeling the breath leave your lungs,

Can’t breathe…can’t breathe…

Hiding behind a tree waiting for the kids to pass

 

Children running screaming

A game of tag becomes a race

Darting, dashing, scurrying, chasing

Laughter bubbling through the trees

Sweat dripping off foreheads and noses

 

Dinner started half an hour ago

But no one goes home

Too much fun out here

In a world made just for kids

No parent dares to enter

 

Lost and found

Adults will never be allowed to “find”

You’re “lost” forever in the maze of trees

But you can always be found by any kid who looks

 

Too slow,

Tag, you’re it.