Not Broken
Thrown onto the floor..
Maybe cracked but not broken..
Two hands picked it up..
Caressing with care..
Finally mending old scars..
Holding it close with warmth..
A heart now finds love..
Then she handed me her own..
Two hearts become one..
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2012
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