Lost InnocenceA Poem by Emunah June.
When we grow up I'm going to take you to Wyoming And have you stand in the grassy fields Of Wheatland And have the dandelions Brush against your face
So you can experience my Lost innocence
I'm going to grab your hand And have you run with me Along the farms And I want you to laugh With me
So you can experience my Lost innocence
I'm going to take you To that house And I'll stop and stare Remembering the days Full
Of nothing But lost innocence
I want you to see I want to share Every Single Drop
Of my Lost innocence
I want you to come back with me Protect me From all the horrors Tucked underneath the uptopian fields That are found only in Wheatland
And you know how I Lost My innocence
I am the product of sin Of horrid wants And shocking gains I am the child of Lost innocence
Someday When we're older Will you take me back to Wheatland And kiss my forehead Reminding me that everything Will be okay?
Even if I must live with Innocence lost?
© 2011 Emunah June.Author's Note
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