Beginnings
Innocence lives,
amongst wonders untold.
Thriving on the majestic,
waiting to behold.
Riding the whispers,
of dandelions in flight.
Swinging freely upon,
imagination painted bright.
A shining purity,
born in every sunrise woken.
Feeding curiosity,
with every unknown spoken.
A fairytale state,
elaborate in all it's glory.
Building the stage,
that plays out life's story.
Innocence lives,
in the heart of our young.
A blessed gift,
bestowed every life begun.
A gift to be cherished,
and encouraged to stay.
For a life allowed innocence,
knows hope everyday.
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