innocence

you’re eight years old now

i look around and am amazed

at how quickly that happened

already half-way through your elementary years

no longer a baby, but still my baby

always my baby…

even as your face changes and

matures

the innocence in your eyes

remains

I fight to keep it so

tho the world moves me

in a different direction

one that says

innocence is not reserved

for boys like you