I Come From the Heart

From The Heart I Came.... When this poem was in its rawest form Before the hand started writing The mind was bossing and boasting That I originated there but I know From the Heart I came.... Like blood running through the veins to give life to living blood cells I am an expression but not like a math equation I am most oftenly directed at family and friends and most importantly God Him Who is true Goodness I am a recognition of the value of kindness Yes. Without that very strong affection I can not exist I told the mind that when I come from you I am not real If I come from the mind then I'm as fake as the word fake itself I am rarely used. When I am used, I release the heavy feeling of pride. Because; I come from the Heart..... GRATITUDE....