Looking at life through innocent eyes,
Is as pure as the blood in my veins,
Not an idea as to what is behind the age of realisation.
Idealistic make believe,
With no real understanding.
So matter of factly,
Unaware of doubt,
Not knowing the dangers of the swings and roundabouts.
Innocent eyes growing so fast,
Before too long the future has passed.
Battles have been fought,
Foundations have been laid.
Memories you have,
That in time will fade.
Developing character with eyes open wide,
Looking out for danger,
Ready to ...