The Child In Me

I love…
…that you know my dark secrets but understand the past is past.  I am grateful you see what happen before we met as irrelevant to the present. 

“The Child In Him” by Jean Gabor
I loved the child in him
so innocent and sweet
The mischief in his eyes
the blush upon his cheek
The tender way he spoke
that showed me that he cared
The touch of his warm hand
that gently touched my hair
The smiles that we shared
that filled my life with glee
For when I was with him
I found the child in me