mrsmorrison27
02-03-2006, 01:53 AM
fairy kisses and baby laughs, little girls with freckled faces and dirty hands.little boys who think there little men, frogs in there pockets and cookies on there minds, inocence in such small packages, that is where joy lyes, none of us can see past our blackend eyes and sorrowed hearts, our cigerette stained hands cant remember the time when they twisted daisy chains and cupped ears to tell sweet secrets. Why cant we remember when one dollar was a million, when a new doll was all that mattered. and fairies existed, and frogs were princes waiting to be kissed, pixie dust used to make us fly, now it gives us cancer, innocence maintained is a fairy tale taht no one beleives in..