I remember that day...
I was only 13
submerged....
emerged.....
in the face of innocence
Clean
pure
with a will to do good
I was only 13
but I understood it then
just like now
It was and IS simple
but somewhere in between
lifes immoralities took hold
angry
cynical
denial
disbelief...
but in the end....
drawn back
to
the age of innocence
the "flower girl"
that drops the rose petals....
INNOCENCE
Monday, June 1, 2009
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