Painting by Mike Mahon
|The Loss Of Innocence |
I look and stare up above,|
I await the coming rain,
I wish it would wash away the pain.
|I sing a song to soothe the hurt.|
I seek some balm to use as salve.
I wonder why I cry.
© 2000 by Zernalyn Palmares
I mourn the loss of innocence,|
I long for carefree days when
I could giggle with the wind.
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