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...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem