When Young Innocence Is Lost

F Francis Duggan
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As a very young boy in Millstreet County Cork I was told and believed that a baby was brought to the baby's mother by a stork And most children what they are told do believe Compared to adults they are not that hard to deceive And innocence is such a beautiful thing Though adulthood with it cynicism does bring Knowledge and life experience does come at a cost For we do lose something beautiful when innocence is lost The loss of innocence becomes cynicism's gain And only good memories of our very young years we retain Of the innocence of a young girl or a young boy Who believe that this old white bearded fellow named Santa brought them their Christmas toy In life the memory of the beauty of young innocence we can only retain Since we cannot physically or mentally return to childhood again.

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