Things scattered

Cluttering around what matters

If only you could see

Past the walls that protect me

A toy army soldier

A castle out of blocks

A queen hides inside

Surrounded by spare socks

A overturned basket

With contents behold

An obstacle to face

For you to see past my mold

Tricks and turns

A maze along the way

A soldier on a horse

To lead you the wrong way

To find me you must look

Past the walls that guard me

Don’t bait me with a hook

And try to call me

I will reply

If you make it to me

A damsel in distress

Or a maiden scared of who will reach me