Image:  We Heart It

Image: We Heart It

The Broken…

Broken…yet again…

She placed it in a box

Locked away for

safe keeping

Hoping…

One day it can be

Repaired

Forgotten…

Still broken…

The box found

Alone beneath the stairs

Wonder what was inside

No sound when she

give it a quick shake

She placed the box

on a side table

And

Went about her day

In the evening…

Cup of tea in hand

She remembered…

Turning the box

over and over

Wondering what

could be inside

Finally, she opened

the box…and…

Lifting the lid

found…

nestled inside

resting in the center

of soft padding

Her broken heart

Placed there years ago…

Forgotten…

Un-mended…

A hole still in her chest

Where it once

Resided

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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