~ The Poet's Place Cafe~

The innocence of the child
By Lisa Noe

as a child I liked to dream
thinking of everything unseen.
giving thought to all good things
wanting to know what good brings.

I had some friends but family was best
never looking backward to feel unrest.
I found my voice in what I saw
loving my family and all.

I loved my toys and my pets
many I had, this you could bet.
I was the innocent little child
never letting loose or going wild.

I keep myself in that respect
still today as I reflect.
I love the world and all I see
my eyes are open, my heart is free.