And if it's not so happy because you don't have a valentine, or your valentine disappoints you (sends you one of those stupid bears) or you are breaking up (I hear that happens fairly often on V day) remember there are chocolates and flowers bloom for everyone. Here's a poem for all unhappy valentine people that actually suits any day of the year.
A Place for Everything
I had a tidy heart
in a nice place in my chest.
Then one-more-thing happened
and my heart escaped.
At night when I am sleeping
it wakes me with a pinch
and in the day when I am speaking
it climbs up in my throat.
I'd like to take a stick to it.
I'd like to wring it in my hands
until the last drop of sorrow
plops.
That's crazy talk my brain tells me,
always my better friend.
Time heals
your heart will mend
grow small again
and find its rightful place.
Bridget Harwell
2 comments:
Wow. I love the line, "Then one-more-thing happened / and my heart escaped." I adore the line, "I'd like to take a stick to it."
Long live your heart.
Thank you and long live your sensitive heart.
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