Poem - Surprise

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Surprise

“I ‘prised you,” she said.

She certainly did,

at least twenty times every day,

from under the covers

and under the bed,

behind every door

the curtains and more,

she’d catch me off guard

then shout with delight,

“I ‘prised you.”

She’d hide in the yard

behind every bush

and every tall tree,

under a bench

and next to the slide,

she’d catch me off guard

then shout with delight,

“I ‘prised you.”

At bedtime each night

I’d read her a book,

give her a kiss,

tuck her in tight,

turn out the light,

I’d catch her off guard

then say with delight,

“I prize you.”

I knew in my heart it would always

be true,

‘cause the ‘prising thing is

 a child’s a prize

all life through.