My Hearts Shovel
A hole is forming in my heart
And you were the start
You dug the shovel in and took a chunk out
You didn't even listen when i cried out
The pain you've cause me
Was another piece of my heart
Which you leased for a while
And then tore apart
When you said goodbye
The hole turned to a pit
To which my sorrows could fit
Then came the day when I had to stop
I picked up my shovel
And began to fill the pit
WIth laughs and happy memories
Anything that would fit
And one day I realized
My pit was a mound
I'd filled it up and even added
New ground
I know my hearts shovel will be passed around
And i know how to fill it
With new soil and ground
This is just the start to the
Never ending cycle of filling
My heart
Copyright © J-Lynn H. | Year Posted 2009
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