A Heart Felt Note.... Poem by Ruth Pechery

When we’re hurt tears flood our eye,
Cause words are enough to wound our hearts.
I wonder how our hearts have been fashioned
Even though you can’t hit it hard,
Still it does get hurt even harder.

Throbbing words are all you need to wound it,
Scars unseen but it does hurt harder.
I guess when God created the heart,
He knew it was fragile than any other part,
So he put it in there, where it is guarded and in acute care.

But if one small thing God would have done,
He would have had problems none.
Never let tears roll down when our hearts did hurt,
And stop our lips from speaking hurting words.