Heart of...
- Regan McCall

- Aug 11, 2022
- 1 min read
She starts with a heart of gold
Pure and innocent,
A sight to behold.
Her love does not relent
But then the love is lost.
Her heart is now of glass,
Ways to cope she will exhaust,
Forever the pain shall last.
The broken pieces will mend.
A heart now of steel,
Suffering will soon end,
With the help of a protective shield.
Protection from love day after day,
Steel turned to iron,
Rusted with age,
For the shield is old and tired.
No matter the substance,
Gold, glass, steel, iron,
Love shall crack the surface,
Simple and neat,
And the cycle of hearts will repeat.
By R. Regan McCall, written 4 December 2014
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