beautiful as you are,
brilliant as can be,
gracious though purely,
innocence define unconditionally.
newly born of you and me,
a baby is love simply,
a chance though temporarily,
rarely do we lie innocently.
innocent is as true as the heart can be,
the spirit though lies in it’s own deceit,
portrayal of the pure is revealing,
light prevails darkness timely.
the time of innocence,
illuminates so merciless,
pardon the sincere
and it’s common sense.
Categories: Karlton Kincaid, poems
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