Peek-A-Boo

Just like Peek-A-Boo

I walk through the

Heavy doorway

Seeing her feet first

Crowned by her

Twin-sized bed. She says

She sleeps well.

Could this mean, that

She isn’t scared?

Like I am.

To let go.

She takes a breath

Seconds after I enter

The room. Her eyes

Focus in and out

Trying to register

My young features.

She takes

A long

Deep

Breath

Like she’s been holding it,

Ever Since I last left.