Hard Poem by Alyce Crowley

Hard



Morning reminds me
Of Innocence
And I strive to Remember
Purity
But it's hard
And I can't
Sometimes I wish things
Could be
Would be
Simple Again
But it's hard
So I long
Again for the beauty in a child's eyes...
They don't know.
I pray they won't find out
Too soon
That life is complicated...

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