Sweet laughter
Those honest smiles
Pure joy
Comes only from a child
Starting off
With those innocent eyes
But as they grow,
They see then all the lies
I would love to call one my own
I would love to make them happy
But in this world full of the unknown
We have to be wise.
And once they grow,
They acquire much hate
What would they go to church for
Out of fear or their faith?
I know you try
But you can’t shield them from hurt
I know you try
Coz you know what their worth
A little baby, that’s all they’ll ever be to you
You made a promise, you made sure to follow through
Lead them to a place where they are safe
Guide them to happiness, with all that you gave
I would love to call one my own
I would love to make them happy
But in this world full of the unknown
We have to be wise
Nov 9, 2012
Nov 9, 2012 at 10:24 PM UTC
Sweet laughter
Those honest smiles
Pure joy
Comes only from a child
Starting off
With those innocent eyes
But as they grow,
They see then all the lies
I would love to call one my own
I would love to make them happy
But in this world full of the unknown
We have to be wise.
And once they grow,
They acquire much hate
What would they go to church for
Out of fear or their faith?
I know you try
But you can’t shield them from hurt
I know you try
Coz you know what their worth
A little baby, that’s all they’ll ever be to you
You made a promise, you made sure to follow through
Lead them to a place where they are safe
Guide them to happiness, with all that you gave
I would love to call one my own
I would love to make them happy
But in this world full of the unknown
We have to be wise
February 19, 2012
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