Innocence of Child and Toast
Long gone her innocence of years ago.
Odors of cinnamon and toasted bread
assail the adult with flashbacks untold.
Innocence lost and long gone today.
Where did the time go when her
innocence prevailed and shone through?
What force of nature stole her from the
past catapulting her to the present reality?
Gone are her childhood memories of jacks,
dolls, games, sing-song songs, friends, pets,
cutouts, coloring books, multicolored crayons
and pleasant tastes of chocolate Hershey bars.
Her time was as fleeting as her child’s innocence.
She left behind the tortuous memories of her life,
a childhood played out with abuse and absence of
love and protection she needed and cinnamon toast.