Hide and Seek

All the hiding places stink.
We’ve used them all before:
Behind the blinds, beneath the bed,
Around the closet door.
Now I’ve found a better place,
A sweeter, neater plan.
Come see if you can find me now;
Come catch me if you can.
Once I hid in the blink of an eye
And once in a blue moon.
Once I hid way back in a flash
And then one day in June.
I couldn’t hide in outer space
So I hid just in time.
Because I couldn’t find a place,
I’ve hidden here in rhyme.
Yes, I know places I can hide
That no one ever finds.
When I need to slip away,
I hide between the lines.