Innocence Stories

It was so long ago, so long ago. Maybe I should have known better, but I didn’t. I was young, innocent and ignorant. Live and learn, they say, but learn. Now look at me, tired, dark bags under my eyes, bony hands with skin like dry fish scales, sagging breasts and look at these skinny legs with varicose veins and hairy as a gorilla or something. Not like the old days when I had a body like a goddess. I remember how he’d c...

Through the eyes of a child, The beauty you’ll see; Of dapple grey ponies, In fields of green, And butterflies that fly, Against a scarlet red sky.In the heart of a child, Emotions are real. The joy and elation At the sight of a rainbow. The fear and the dread Of a deep, darkened cave.In the soul of a child, Angels sing praises Of glories untold. Unicorns and fairies, Dragons and goblins, Can be found.For in the soul of a...