Innocence of a Child

It's the innocence of a child reminding the world of love where timeless roses grow wild and everything is bigger than us

A place where time never begins
a mountain of adventure
on the smallest of hills

Refreshing memories of life
frozen in space and time

colors of wondrous light
pictures in black and white
laughter that rises beyond the sun
flourishing meadows to endlessly run

Life sweet and tender
a rose kissed by the morning dew
questions of curious wonder
a mind so wonderfully new

and when the sun sets the moon above
there's nothing so peaceful
as a sleeping child who is loved.
Angie Taylor March 2002

Cayden's Rose