Innocence Redeemed

A rant from the soul of an aging youth
Experience’s Antithesis

Reason’s Defier

Truth’s Escapee

Fueler of Fire

Mocked by the many

The old man’s dream

A worn heart’s desire

Cousin of Ignorance and brother to Purity

I'm Pristinely Colorful

I'm Freely contained

I'm Openly bashful

Free from stain

What's lost from a maiden

Passed on to her son

Envied and lusted

Lost with days gone

A transient companion

Unbeknownst to its host

Revered, cherished

 --  and even reborn again -- 

 Within the imaginings of most

Despair not friends of old

Whose age seems to define,

the inability to see things clearly

As you once did upon a time

For the innocence of youth

Still rings with great truth

In the hearts and souls of men,

All that one must say
is “I’m ready, make way”

Breathe deeply and know

He loves you