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Innocence
Oblivious to life, to love, to fear,
Her tiny, wet, fingers curled tight
Gurgles and giggles, a transient tear
The world is my child’s knight
Her cheeks are lit with a rosy glow
As she marvels at an iridescent bubble
The beauty in flowers, of grass, snow
Catch her eye, spark her sudden giggle
Her wide eyed wonder, her ceaseless Why’s
Continue; the universe amazes her
Arms aloft, she runs, she dreams, she flies
And dreams of a happy ever after
Then why, baby, do frowns now crease your forehead
As we once more turn the page?
It’s as though the gleam in your eyes is dead.
Has innocence finally lost to age?
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I can see why you related this to "What I Am No More" as we both tackled very similar themes. You have a big impact on reader, especially with that last line, leaving them to think about it afterwards and more often, as well as relating it to themselves. You also capture the innocence and lack of knowledge very well, as well as the imaginative side of childhood which is hinted at with "she flies" etc. You paint a clear picture in the readers mind of innocence, portraying it beautifully, before you ask where it all went. It was powerful. Good Work :)
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