Gentle Innocence
Have you ever watched a child sleep
The Innocence that radiate from their little faces
It's enough to make you weep
What dreams that must float through their brilliant minds
The Magic, the place
Or maybe it's a faery spell of a gentler kind
One that shows them the things that we as grown ups cannot see
I lay a wake and watch him dream
I watch as his eye lids flutter
I watch a peaceful smile glides gently across his tiny face
Oh how I wish to be in that same place
Where that gentle innocence fills you with such a warm embrace.
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