A child’s heart

is innocent and pure,

ignorant to the wicked ways of the world,

and honest enough to believe everything

he or she is told.

Time moves on,

and eventually the child grows

and some lose that ignorance and fall prey to the trappings of the world

while others grow older ,

and remember quite fondly those moments of childhood innocence,

and walk with a playfulness full of laughter and joy.

Categories: Poetry

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