the closet

A place where we can go and hide,
And do nothing for a time.

A place we can go and think,
And not worry about being seen.

A place to sit whenever we want,
Oh boy, don’t we feel smart.

A place we can,
Write, fight, or just stay out of sight.

A place we can have fun,
And try to make each other feel dumb.

A friend to me,
A friend for you.

There’s almost nothing we can’t do,
In our closet.