Hearts Made of Wax, Sent Through the Mail

Hearts made of wax, sent through the mail Boots full of mud, from hill and dale Songs that don't sing, words that don't rhyme Jungle that's wet, time after time Time to go home but nobody cares Darkness that glows from phosphorous flares Face in the mud or they'll blow off your head Miss you my darling - nobody said Little river, seen in my dreams Flowing nowhere, or so it seems Pale moon shining on horses near She's riding lead, I'm in the rear Hearts made of wax, sent through the mail Love on the floor, one single nail Home that's on fire, bright ember glow Heart was cold wax, just so you'll know December 14, 2016 What Was I Thinking contest