As sweet as swirls of candy floss,

As vibrant as a buzzing bee,

As fragile as a nest of moss;

How little of myself I see.

 

As dainty as a daisy chain,

As pure as pristine flakes of snow,

As carefree as a drop of rain;

Was I like you not long ago?

 

Unprejudiced by faith or ban,

Unsullied by deceit or lie,

Untainted by the dross of man;

So much less ignorant than I.