A Small Reminder Poem by Mark Heathcote

Sometimes your heart needs a brand new kick-start
but the shock, it's dying is all too much.
Is there life after death? We guess at such
when it all falls apart like a Slipknot
no longer bothered by what's said-in-earshot!
That's when we die, say goodbye, insomuch
now we can't live this way, out of touch
knowing each heartbeat needs love eternal
sometimes, your heart needs a small reminder
a refreshed-heart-rhythm, someone paternal
sometimes we need to act a bit kinder
to that loved one whose love is maternal.
'Oh, broken heart, what good a faultfinder? '