Spare Parts, Broken Hearts Poem by Lindy Jean Kleinhans

By LJK

I think as a matter of speaking
That what we both were thinking
Was mending our broken hearts
With broken foundation-spare parts

And as we start our tinkers
We should have fixed our blinkers
This really isn't surgery
We want this both for you and me

Some bolts and nuts would do
A little bit of glue
A tweak here and there
We're running on a spare

Lets use some string to bind
The 'tougher than the rest' kind
A screw or maybe two
Combining me and you

What about replacing the heart?
We should have done that from the start
Spare parts simply would not do
For people like me and you

It has to be the real thing
Or nothing will work, nothing would sing
Like the humming of a car engine
It must be the real thing with true intention.