My Heart










My Heart





If You leave take it with you

You have had it for a time,

It will always be yours

And no longer be mine.



Just put it in your pocket

And know that it's there,

Where ever you go

Anytime,Anywhere.



You dont have to love it

It wont take up any room,

It will be a reminder

When our love was in bloom,



It may help in a hard time

When things get too rough,

Just put your hand in your pocket

And think back on our love.



So if you leave take it with you

It was yours from the start,

And keep it in your pocket

What used to be MY HEART






Author's Notes/Comments: 

At one time or another,we all give a Piece of our Heart,and it's always missed....

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onelilartist's picture

Buren, this is beautiful. I have a feeling that your heart has known its share of abuse and over-working. It shows in your poetry. God bless you, my friend.

Jessica