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Take heart, my heart
Be calm my heart, there’s still time left, To a find a heaving comely breast, A prelude to a kindly soul, A treasure worth her weight in gold.
Take heart, my heart, the day will dawn, When eyes will meet and love will call, ‘Tis not beyond thy grasp or reach, In faith lies fortune through belief.
Be still my heart, don’t anger time, Where fools rush in, doors open wide, A patient heart, with wisdom blessed, Slow down, let fate decide what’s best.
And thus, dear heart, the hour arrived, When fortune placed you by my side, A screech of brakes, a packed street car,
You stumbled, smiled, and stole my heart.
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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