Once I sat, engaged and adorning
All my soul, within me humbling
My beauty, I could not awaken
What could there be, more purely forsaken
Eagerly I looked for the greatness
Eagerly I looked for perfection
Instead I uncover the sublimity
There I see the optimity
Your pure soul shining forth
Suddenly I know your worth
In the flaws, thru the pain
Yet not once do you complain
Always forward, ever striving
Nothing will stop you from thriving
Much I marveled at your pure soul
As the world took it's toll
Your smile would slip and disappear
You would become more austere
As the world around you changes
Like a thunderstorm, it rages
Yet your Innocence remains
As if it is all prearranged
Categories:
optimity, child, innocence, my child,
Form: Rhyme