Pure Poem by Ivory Strife

Pure



You're innocent.
Almost too innocent.
A person like you is hard to find.
No matter how upset you are you're always kind.
You're always so bright,
and you stand up for what is right.
You're always so nice,
even to people as cold as ice.
It is because of you that I can feel again,
and it's because of you that I am now sane.
There's so much that I need to thank you for,
for helping me back up on my feet and so much more.
You're the best of us.
Not only that,
you're pure.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There is this guy in my class. He was nice to everyone, helped everyone no matter who they were. He could be happy even if he was dead broke and put a smile on anyone's face no matter how upset they were. Me and him ended up as friends, so I wrote this poem for him and the other pure people left in this world.
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