A stone that I found heartless and cold,
To change,is with a caring hold.
To love with every single touch,
With carress of your palm,a closed soft,clutch.
The stone seems to be growing inside,
A little love,flowing which it cannot hide.
The stone is beginning to change within,
It seems to smile with a smiling grin.
A opening I see very close,
A small door with a note enclosed.
The note read,I came from a dragonsheart,
I was once loving from the start.
With your help,I'm able to love again,
Thanks to you,my humble friend.