The Heart Poem by onyeka celestin

The Heart



The heart a precious treasure
Bestowed on man with pleasure
A gift without seizure
Having no other gift to measure

A gift to man, from the creator
With no inclined perforator
Pleases the motive of a spectator
Together with a nice moderator

Makes a good introduction
Leads not into temptation
Gives a nice and good representation
Joins the brain in any visitation

Represents a caring Mother
Or a concerned father
Does what ever the owner says rather
Than the opposite.

Monday, September 10, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: caring
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