Ready or not
John Clare Stokes
When a little boy
When counting to ten
seemed plenty long
to run and hide
I’d find that secret place
where they’d never find me
and they’d search
and their voices would grow
anxious
and they’d say
that’s long enough John
come out wherever you are
Eventually after taking all the fun
from hide and seek
I’d emerge and run safely to the base
but no one was there to tag me
they had moved on to some other fun
today, I am yet in the same hiding place
I can hear God counting
he’s up to seventy
Not tiring of the seeking
Oh, He must find me
He must!
Before the game is done
And He moves on
To tag another it.
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