Hide and Seek
HIDE AND SEEK
The siren wails its warning once again,
Hitler’s bombers droning overhead.
Unrelenting, seven days a week,
Incendiaries falling all around.
Mother makes a game of it,
“Let’s play hide and seek;
In the cupboard underneath the stairs
No-one can reach us here.”
Snug and warm, cocooned in Mother’s love,
Oblivious to the danger in the sky.
But even Mother’s love can’t quench the fear
When a spider scuttles down the wall.
5th June 2021
A Tender Moment From Childhood contest
Sponsor - Malabika Ray Choudhury
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