The Face Of Innocence Poem by james watkin

The Face Of Innocence



By them, twas not discarded.
Denying, thereby
The world of its loveliness.
Purest a face doth possess;
As swept off its sky.

On it who kept his or her
Blossom-fragile hold
Of no such-like, radical
Gusty change, detrimental
Had they been foretold.

Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: innocence
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james watkin

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