Innocence

You fell into my lap like a black hole
Sun afraid and young and I watched you grow
Into a rose of a flower from another generation
More ingenious than my own, not to withhold respect
For genius is genius every time.

You gave me love I gave you wine
I gave you love you gave me mind
Full of matters about things you wish to know
With personal growth the only ability to show you,
The way you seek.

It is hard this way but you are just like me and in years
You will see, innocence is innocence
Letting be is letting be,
Even I could learn that fact from me.

I’ll be right back as soon as you see.

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