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A part of my heart
Once it’s yours its forever, it’s indelible stuff, It dwells in the heart and may never vacate, It’s bags can’t be packed, doesn’t have a suitcase.
I tried and I failed to undo a love, I worked day and night but it just wouldn’t budge. In the end I gave up and accepted the truth, It’s part of my heart, here to stay, win or lose.
A knot that was tied and cannot be undone, A thread made of gold from which memories are spun, A promise to cherish, two hearts intertwined, The thread tangled up, but the knot has survived.
I don’t try any more to undo a love, Instead I look back to how lucky I was, And I keep to myself, when I’m called to reflect, That if love is forever, so too is regret.
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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