Do not leave a heart yet shattered -
Shards of glass upon the floor
Lying there, profuse and scattered,
Splintered soul, bereft and sore
(Broken hearts can n`er be mended
In a moment`s fleeting time
Months or years they need be tended
`Fore they rise again to shine)
Serve it well with tender feeling
As it be your very own
Thence it would require no healing
Nor yet dwell for`er alone
Love and care is ever needed
Words and actions given free
Faithfulness should too be heeded -
Hearts belong to you and me
I adore this, and especially the last Stanza (i hope i interpretted the meaning correctly)
Shattered for a while... Then bounces back a life solidly structured on love, care and mutual concern. Valerie, your experiences in life have made you a counsellor for broken hearts too.
So true Val. I have experienced very bad times that I thought might break me, but, as you put it, my heart rose again to shine.
A Celeste was heard in the background as I read this, together they worked as love birds. Let us learn to fix hearts from your talented hands. Another lovely read.
Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.- Albert Einstein. I believe you are one of the few Val.
Delightful and heartwarming affections excellently conveyed.
really enjoyed reading this Val, yes a broken heart needs time indeed. Thanks for sharing. Bev x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is like a song of the nightingale in my ears It is like a budding rose in front of my eyes Lavender to my nose Really superb poetry, Valerie, I love it