Heart!... Why do you bend me
To your will?
I have a mind of my own you know!
Why do you so often send me
To places…I wish
Not to go?
To fall in love almost instantly
With fulsome lasses
And wee puppies the same
To become enormously enamored
Of Flowers, and their scents…
Of rainbows and soft Springtime rain
Tis not that I find your actions unkind
In fact and in truth I enjoy them
...In the main…
But Heart… if you don’t let me use it
I could possibly lose it
And sure, I’m kinda attached
…To my brain...
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2018
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