Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Tucker

A puzzle piece gets tucked away
Inside a resting boot
And Henry, who's the tucker,
Finds this type of thing a hoot.

A book is likewise hidden
In a laundry pail or drawer
Where, if someone isn't watching,
We won't find it anymore.

This hide and seek's adorable
Though it comes with a cost,
For it's just a stroke of luck so far
That nothing has been lost!

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Tim Smith January 15, 2015 at 11:42 PM I have a little girl who would always hide things in my shoes....hugs Tim Ilene Bauer January 16, 2015 at 4:50 PM ha! yes, henry is especially interested in shoes and boots as hiding places. thanks for stopping by...

Andrea Dietrich January 15, 2015 at 11:04 PM Hmmm, who is this little rascal Henry??? Ilene Bauer January 16, 2015 at 4:49 PM hey andrea! he's my 16 month old grandson and he is 100% delicious, even when he's acting in his new impish fashion...

Robert Johnson January 15, 2015 at 8:32 PM You are wrapping your poems up so nicely lately. Can't believe you haven't lost anything yet. My sister Bonnie used to love to take a piece of the puzzle to be a stinker. We don't like her anymore. :)))) Just Kidding. :) Peace. :) Ilene Bauer January 16, 2015 at 4:48 PM thanks for your sweet comment, robert! it's only a matter of time before we start losing things. right now i'm obsessively tracking everything but that won't last and i'm not there all the time. it's always great to hear from you...