Give me your hand child
This world is filled with too much weeping
More than you can understand
Oh child
I watched you sleeping and I cried
Then you awoke and embraced the world
With joyful greetings
Smiling sweetly as you play
Bouncing and leaping
Oh child
In your innocence you hold tomorrow
Wrapped in tiny fingernails and toes
So much I need to tell you child
But I must wait, for you are young
And we both speak in a different tongue
Oh child
You see everything through pure eyes
And time is not kind
So sorry that now you must learn
This cruel world tells lies
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Understanding of the reality of our world is beyond a child's comprehension. Their innocence is to be protected and preserved by parents and other adults it is true. The simplistic truth and innocence in your poem is truly astounding. Your imagery and rhythm are superb. All in all a great poem. I love it! ! RoseAnn