Its the spark in a child's eye,
Too see hear and believe there is no evil.
The inner you that was long last forgotten;
Succumbed to thoughts of the devil.
Grabbing onto the hand of guidance,
Wanting to walk the same path you.
Feelings fade from shade to jade,
Glowing brightly in different hue.
Loving all bits of the time shared,
Never wanting it will end.
The story is more than a picture,
With each and every plan you send.
I'm on my grind in search to find whats on my mind, its one of a kind!