Hearts, it seems, are as fragile as dreams-
and quite as easily broken.
Frail as a paper valentine
Which is but true love's token.
The widow maker kills the king
Before needed words are spoken.
The card is turned and it is Death.
Hearts are too easily broken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So sad but beautifully written, brought tears to my eyes.