Innocence Poem by Elizabeth Ann JohnsonMurphree

Once fearless, spirit broken; Innocence no longer understanding the meaning of love. She writes upon an invisible page, the Keepers spewing words of rage. He held all of the treasures, her love he once obtained; he never cared for her or the pain he gave.

Sorrow lingers in the twilight, while the tears of the Angels fall upon the earth, into the sea; remembering the beauty that once was and no longer can be. Quiet falls upon a sparkling shore; dreadful hours gone like a stormy wind in the night, as the Innocence soul takes its flight.

There will be no flowers covered by morning dew, darkness has left her spirit is free and new. What follows this perpetual fate, no tears, pain or hate; love no longer tossed away, earthly needs melted away; the Keepers heart will remain evil until he takes his last breath; Innocence is free with her death.