Purity

Swiftly, quickly, He moves throughout the crowd. Twisting, turning, He passes many sorts of people. Some young; some old, others unlike you or me. But he doesn't see the colors, the sizes or the shapes. He sees kindness, gentleness, and love. He doesn't care if they aren't smart enough; aren't pretty enough; aren't skinny enough. He looks inside of them and sees what really matters: their hearts. A Child's Innocence - Emily Hopkins

by: James Feng