Sweet Innocence


Gracie Snow Bunny

My grand-daughter is one of the greatest gifts to me,

A tender child of sweet innocence.

She reads books in make-believe languages,

Sounding out words in lilting voices while blowing kisses into  air.

She smells perfume in buttered flowers scattered where others view weeds,

Chasing butterflies within fields where moths often fly.

She sees worms on warm sidewalks wiggling with wonder,

Grown-ups step purposely, never asking themselves, “why?”

She lifts miniature  hands high in the sky reaching for magic snowflakes,

Hoping they’ll be here tomorrow and the next day and the next…

She hears blue birds singing precious melodies,  

Others couldn’t care less.

She finds treasures in broken twigs or shimmering rocks resting in shallow ponds, 

No one else thinks twice about.

Each and every day brings brand new joy for her,

Spilling over with love, enough to tip a pot of paint.

I can’t believe my luck,

To share this gift from God above.

If I could make one simple wish upon a star for her,

It would be to keep her sweet innocence forever and a day or more….

21 thoughts on “Sweet Innocence

  1. Beautiful! Lovely words! Everyone should live like that – happily. That’s the easiest way to make everyone happy. Childhood is truly amazing and it should bloom as we grow up, that seems hard but it isn’t.

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  2. What a sweet little angel! 🙂 Your poem is beautiful and loving and very touching! What a blessing to have such a sweet little girl in your life!

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