And the

dawn

sleeps over

your dreams

and the call

of a voice

inside you

reminds

you that

you are

still

a child of

these days.



looking for

innocence

again,



is there

no one

here to

remind you

of that



and walk

with you

a while.



lost inside

your house

where sometimes

nothing looks

familiar,



let your walls

fall down,



heal the

the heart.



and love will

see you

and take your

hand again.



and run

with your

dreams

awhile,



and you will

remember

the child

inside

you

let it free.



across this

South Carolina

cinnamon sky.



and I will

celebrate

your smile

once again