Goldfinch60

Childhood Innocence.

I hear the voice,

A smile comes to my mind.

The sound of innocence,

So wonderful to be heard.

I look over the fence

And see him,

He looks at me, unsure,

This new man to him.

Each day he sees me it gets better,

I wave,

He waves,

There is almost a smile.

But it is the sound of young life

That gives me so much joy,

The wonder in his sound

When he finds something new,

To intrigue his learning mind.

The innocence of childhood

Is so wonderful.

If only it could go on forever

The world in which we live

Would be such a better place.