Lessons Of The Heart Poem by Dove Allen

I once thought I was ahead of the class
An apple in the eyes of my dearest lass
But lessons of the heart come in many forms
My soul has weathered love’s tempest and storms

For as sure as the winds of time blow steadily
Always capable of shuffling papers readily
Across the halls of man’s inquiring mind
The truth maybe hard yet so easy to find

Life has taught me to read between the lines
Of a broken heart, that one being just mine
It adds to my sorrow and sums up my loss
As to why my spirit feels a turn and a toss