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Hearts are Hearts

. When someone gives their heart to you, entrust it in your hands You need to treat it gently and always understand That hearts are made of flesh and blood, easily broken when hurt Hearts are known to run away, only to revert That hearts that have been broken, are sometimes slow to heal And most hearts always have feelings that are deeply concealed That hearts come in many sizes, big, medium, and small But it makes absolutely no difference; it's a heart after all That hearts are hearts, no matter what the size may be They still feel the hurt, the pain, and they cry and make silent pleas That hearts will open up real wide, as if they have big eyes Sometimes closing just as fast and acting in complete disguise That hearts will sometimes fool themselves into believing what's not true And hearts almost always suffers from the lonely heartache blues That hearts can be tender, caring, loving, and cool But hearts can also be mean, vicious, cruel, and make you a fool So when someone entrusts his heart to you, always keep this in mind Make sure that is what you want before you let it intertwine That hearts let love inside with all the good intentions Not ever anticipating any wrongful or painful interventions Juanita Warden

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 5/11/2013 8:51:00 PM
Hi Juanita, this is a very nice poem , deep and sad in a way. :-) Have yourself a wonderful and lovely Mother's Day. Lots of Luv & Hugs *Linda"
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Date: 11/20/2012 7:12:00 AM
alot to think about here! Light & Love
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Date: 7/23/2012 2:40:00 AM
Juanita, I like this a lot, I have just posted a blog that may interest you...David
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