Counting to ten,
a little girl giggles,
looking around,
the little girl wiggles.

She peers behind the couch,
no not there,
she looks inside the closet,
she can't find her anywhere!

She laughs and runs,
"I'm going to find you!"
she sneaks into the room,
past the picture she drew.

Her smile fades,
and she sits on the bed.
She starts to cry,
with her hands on her head.

Her father comes in,
trying to find out why.
"What's wrong little one,
why do you cry?"

"I can't find momma!"
as she sobbed on his shirt,
His face frowned deeper,
for his daughter was hurt.

"Momma is gone."
he said to her plea.
He relized his mistake,
and shouted in Glee.

"Momma is not gone.
She is everywhere.!"
He pointed next to the little girl.
"She is even there."