Gentle Innocence

Have you ever watched a child sleep The Innocence that radiate from their little faces It's enough to make you weep What dreams that must float through their brilliant minds The Magic, the place Or maybe it's a faery spell of a gentler kind One that shows them the things that we as grown ups cannot see I lay a wake and watch him dream I watch as his eye lids flutter I watch a peaceful smile glides gently across his tiny face Oh how I wish to be in that same place Where that gentle innocence fills you with such a warm embrace.