Under the Bed

There was a time when I used to hide under my bed. No one knew I was there. They would look and look for me, but they never found me under the bed. It was my secret hiding place. I would sleep there, safe and undetected. Eventually I moved to the top of the bed, sleeping there for the entire world to discover. Now as I lay in bed night after night, I have the strong desire to hide under the bed, as I did many years ago.