HIDE AND SEEK

My faithful readers,
I came across a request on my poetry site, to write a poem that rhymed, for the parents of a seven year old boy, suddenly passing away on November 7. Given were a jot list of what Kyle loved. I prayed to God for the words to say, writing the lines as I was blessed with them.
Please do put Kyle in your prayers, as doctors do not know why he passed away. Tests are still being done to give the parents an answer. In this writing, I mention Scott. He passed away at the young age of 24, from an enlarged heart, unbeknown to the family. He had just started out on a mountain hike when he collapsed and died.
This is not a lyrical poem of sadness, as the request was to write something light. As I frequently mention, it is God giving me the words on what to say. Playing hide and seek were His words on what to write.

HIDE AND SEEK
Kyle was just a little boy,
Gorgie was his favorite dog.
Kyle did not need any toy,
Gorgie meant more than any ol' frog.

Together, they loved Sponge Bob,
Carrying him everywhere,
They always laughed, never a sob,
Happily singing without a care.

Never were the two apart,
Going from the park to town,
In sync was the beating heart,
As beautiful as Kyle’s hair and loving eyes of brown.

During a game of hide and seek,
Kyle could not be found.
Gorgie looked for more than a week,
Kyle went away, without a sound.

Gorgie will continue to look,
And so will his mom and dad,
They will continue to check every nook,
Not finding him has left his best friends sad.

God will take care of Kyle,
Many will look for his secret hiding place.
He will be loved all the while,
Hopefully soon, someone will
Find his home base.

Kyle left on the birthday of another,
My own nephew was born that day.
He was also playing hide and seek,
Never coming home after a day at play.

Now in Heaven, the two boys, Kyle and Scott,
Sponge Bob and Plato between them,
Are laughing, singing, never being caught,
As they play hide and seek, whispering,
“It’s okay, I’ve tagged ‘im!”
Marie T. Morrison