Frozen Heart
I will move away
from his winter bleached white heart
Redemption draws nigh
The place I met him
no longer its warmth entice
Serve me a red heart
Thoughts of him gone cold
as red scorn bled love vein dry
Green pastures I see
Copyright © Joy Wellington | Year Posted 2012
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