| innocence |
| By Larry Hart |
Today as I watched my child at play. My Memories strayed to my own youth of yesterday. To long summer daze that never seemed to end. Back to the days of innocence, when it was easy to make a friend. As I watched my child at play a tear came to my eye as I wispered this prayer... Please god don't take her innocence away. |
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