Scattered across the land
Bits and pieces of his broken heart
She seeks to heal him
Show him that love is not meant to hurt
She gathers the pieces in her arms
Protecting them from further harm
With her tears and gentle love
Glues the bits and pieces back together
Tucking his now healed heart deep into her pocket
She carries it safely back to him
Standing before him
Gazing up into his eyes
She pulls his heart, healed and whole
Handing it to him
Whispering softly
"I found this, broken and battered
Torn and tattered
Bits and pieces scattered
I collected them
Glued them back together
Healed it with tenderness
Cradled it gently in my arms
It belongs to you"
He looks down at her
Seeing her for the first time through clear eyes
Her bright blue eyes
Fleeting yet sweet smile
Her small hands holding tenderly to his heart
He reaches out to take it
Whispering to her
"It is no longer my heart to hold
Only one who is small yet bold
Can hold this heart
Keeping it within her own
For it is my heart to give
And to her and her alone
I give it"

Thats absolutely lovely CCp... I really like that one (even tho you always write good stuff)

Keep it up you mad poet, you!
GEL

Beautiful my POET,,,simply beautiful!


Now if ONLY I could find the one to mend mine,,,lol

ccp, there is a open door in each of us and that door never closes no matter what, an unending source of love and life(HOPE)but it's human psychology to stand and watch the one that closed long time ago, good wording

oh girlfriend

Simply beautiful

Beautiful

Just beautiful