Innocence

Pure and beautiful

Unreserved

Wide open

Trust

It’s currency

Oh so rich

in wonder

love abundant

Laugher

It’s language

Darkness comes

To wound

To steal

To kill

The soul

Of innocence

Grief

Sorrow

it’s offering

You said

Oh King

To be

As them

A child

Your kingdom’s glory

The world

A place that robs

The one

Whom innocence

is deserving

Oh Lord

Your eyes

Behold

Them all

Sovereign heart

So vexed

And broken

Show me

Your child

To take

This grief

For them

And make it

Golden

May Christ be glorified in all!  Crisie 💕