I have a soft corner in my heart,
For the quiet, unobtrusive child,
Whose talent is often rated low
'Cause he is unassuming and mild.
I have a small corner in my heart,
For those whose kindness I enjoyed,
But couldn't return the favor in kind,
A pity that often gets me destroyed.
I have some space left in my heart,
For the boy whose dad passed away,
Ominous fate looming large on his mom,
Her malignant tumor causing fast decay.
I have an empty corner in my heart,
For the girl who held a lifelong crush,
But couldn't disclose it to her man,
'Twas her grace to blame, for the hush.
I have yet some corners in my heart,
Vacant for the uncomplaining lovelorn,
Who've been pining with unrequited love,
Yet love they always would like to adorn.
My heart will always find some space
For the mourning bird that lost her mate,
Fallen to the gunshot of a happy hunter,
Whose wife wanted it be served on a platter.
Still my heart will have a lot of space,
For all those of you who might agree,
To have a peek at this beating heart,
And tap your toes in a rhythmic spree.
Come one and come all, if you think,
You would be happy with just a piece,
And not be bothered by who got what,
With everyone shall we live in peace.
10 March 2014