Forest for the Trees

I could not tell you the amount of time 

the sun

shone on that spot

each day, hidden away

this hidey-hole

the thoughts and fears

of squirrelly ten-year-olds

whose only misgivings

are for the rain

washing 

away 

that which we did not expect

as we speak of such sins

never knowing

the words to utter

but let the rain

just fall