INNOCENCE

She skipped along and clapped her little hands

She was so very happy she was born

And as I watched her childish innocence

I thought with sadness she'll grow old and worn

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For she must read the path we all must take

With suff'ring and with sorrow she will meet

So clap your hands and skip and sing a song

Enjoy your fleeting happiness my sweet

 GOODBYE

Two little words that lacerate like steel

Piercing the heart to rend the senses numb

Gazing at you I smile - whisper 'Goodbye'

And then - am dumb