Naivety
Nose pressed against glass, breathing fog onto the already hazy window,
A boy peered out.
He saw not the dreary buildings sat mournfully on withered streets,
Nor did he see the sluggish pace of those who bared marks of unfulfilled dreams.
Light of the Sun reflected in his eyes,
Blinding, protecting him from the world he knew not.
Gifted with the sight of positivity,
He had yet to see the world through anything other than the cloudy window of naivety.
Copyright © Allie Ogletree | Year Posted 2011
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