Pitter patter go the little children footsteps.

Giggle giggle laughs the innocent child.

Knowing no enemy, only friends. Giving openly and freely to a smiling face. Blushing and chuckling at any small game.

Innocence is the name of the game. the origin of even the meanest and toughest thug.

it it slowly washed away by the hardness and reality of life. Shredding away like a scar that was once present.

Little children, hold on to innocence because once its gone not even the creator Himself can etch it back.

– x – x – x-


Author: Sheznitt

A 26 year old editor, social media strategist and blogger. I love to write and am happy for the opportunity to entertain and inform you through my blogs.

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