I found you hiding

In a box of old photographs

And memorabilia from when

We were young


“Peekaboo,” you cried

When I lifted the old shoebox lid

And my hand fell to the table,

From the gravity of your absence


You smiled up at me

A foolish grin

wrapped around

Bright silver braced teeth


I smiled down at you

Wondering just how long

You would have stayed hidden

Had I not stumbled upon you here


How smart you were

To stay hidden until

At just the right moment

Springing up to say “hello”


And “Where have you been?”

As if I was the one hidden

Not in this shoebox of memories

But out in plain sight



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