Love's Promises

Look, see my little ones, whose innocence upon their faces, I keep safe within the pockets of the spaces, that lay deep within my heart. Sealed with a special lock and key. I guide and guard them by day. I see my little ones at play, dancing in white petticoats with silver glittered shoes. Cover and protect them. Keeping out growth that comes and takes my little ones hands from mine to others. I hope and smile back my fears. Keep them safe from toil and trouble. Let them sing among their choices. Let them always hear the right voices. May pain hide his face from theirs. Oh, to keep them little, longer. I cannot wish upon their lives, only growth to be stronger. I gaze upon their play today, nail polish nearly gone, their knees stained green from grass, underneath the ripped cloth. The band aid half off, from past hurt and think: one day my life will be nearly gone, my knees sore and stiff from bending down under old ills and chills. Underneath the ripped cloth will be yesterday's pain and past hurt, that's when I'll turn to my secret place, unlock the box that I keep within the pockets of the spaces that lay deep within my heart. Kept safe from current crushes. The memories of my little one's innocence of past days and voices, then, their hands slip back into mine. I feel their warmth ignite the love, grown cold from others' choices. Back with me, the circle closes, their faces glow with pure intent. As they gaze upon my innocence. Granted back by growing older. Til' in the end their love imposed. Will stay forever in the spaces, that lie within my heart. Look again, see my little ones. I trusted and let them go, and knew one day they'd return to me. The day has come, my little ones are gone, seasons replace year to year. I see instead my love of them in their faces. Love's promises are kept. My life, my circle is complete, And I can rest and be at peace.