Let my heart sing with glee
For it is mended with purple silk
By two turtledoves
Yea, my heart was broken
After you went away
As I did not think to seek happiness
And left it broken
For I thought it was beyond repair
But now, my heart is bounded by yr love, sir
With a moment of bliss
But now, my heart is bounded by yr love, sir...sweet words!
Love still exists after the heart is mended. Love always excels, so true. Brilliant poem, LeeAnn 5 Stars full
I love happy endings, and this lovely verse sure has that! 5 stars.
A lovely poem. Very inspiring. I concur with Kim Barney's comment.
Yes sir broken heart is painful. Life seems all lost but if some showers the love and care it does revives back. Indeed mended heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, LeeAnn! I always like it when you come up with an optimistic poem, and this one is certainly that! I have given it five stars.