Innocent Child Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Innocent Child



Happily traipsing through the wonderment of mindless
memories, writing joyfully in rhyme, enjoying this
day, given by God.

Having breakfast, talking to my son, fulfilling
motherhood through unlimited duty.

Now sixteen, nearly a man, so naive, complicated,
yet still an innocent child.

Tantalizing sense of humor surrounds his personality
with wonder and awe.

Such a talented, resourceful child, soon to be a man
on horizons of my setting sun.

(10: 50 a.m. - 12/7/94)

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