Untouched

This idea is to reflect some of the innocence that a child has.

Moonlight streamed down upon her

As she lay asleep upon her bed. 

It made her hair glisten.

Outlined her eyelashes, nose, and lips;

Her most delicate features while she slept. 

Untouched by the evils

 That lay out side her door.

By Evelyn Creon