I know that not all MAPs are the same with how they feel towards children. This poem was from my own "drug"-addled brain with my ideals and hopes and love. This poem is unique to me and my own emotions towards children and child love as a concept.

I like to write freeform or acrostic poems, and they can be whatever length I decide or feel is appropriate.

Originally, it was going to end at "Captured in the glowing sun," however, I didn't feel right portraying all children as angels, as some are definitely impish and tricky in nature. That's why I decided to add on with more devilish tones about children.

I, definitely, was no "angel" as I portray here. I was a little demon as a child, and I know some people tend to prefer that type. I don't know which I prefer, which is another reason I added the portion about tricky children.