The Innocent Ones: A Short Poem

They know not the world around them

They see and hear through the stained glass

of vision and sound that rushes into their minds,

like an unstoppable

wave on the sea.

They understand, in their own world,

What is meant by words and the actions around them

more than most can or will know,

and are blessed with the innocence

of a fallen dove.

They need and want,

just as we do,

the love and affection of others

and the compassionate understanding

of the people they know are their safe place…

They are as we hope to be–

free to live….and experience what secrets life holds…

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