They have left me, again.

Are they all on vacation? Or maybe just sleeping in…

They hide beneath my bed and try to trip me when I get up.

I hear their giggles under there

But they are too fast, I can’t catch them!

They refuse to come out and play but stick their little feet out from under the door

Just to tease me!

I caught a glimpse of them outside early this morning,

Sneakily running through the garden heading for the woods…

Those little rascals, I’ll have to take a walk to the brook later

 And round them up and put them back to work.

They can’t hide from me forever, although sometimes it seems like they can…

Silly words.