A New Game

by Lucy M. Edmunds

(This poem, and the 5 that follow, were written by Lucy as a child)

When I am tired of hide and seek
And baseball and tag and such
I have another game I play
Which I like very much.

I lie on my stomach out in the field
Where the grass is tall and deep
And close my eyes just halfway up 
So I won't go to sleep.

Then I lie still and quick as a wink
The grass is a forest tall
And in and out and round about
Come animals large & small.

A measureworm measures carefully
The distance from here to there
While a great big bee goes bumbling around
For honey to take to his lair.

The ants are busy collecting food
To pile in their winter store
While the grasshopper sings with never a thought
For winter wind's bite and roar.

I feel like a king in this tiny world
When I close my eyes and pretend
But when I stand up and look at the sky
I am just a child again.