Red Red Heart
The heart like a bottle of fine red wine
Grows only sweeter and more precious over time
Through the heart flows the blood of yours and mine
As does the life giving sap in the fruit of the vine
The grapes take time to ripen, wine longer to make
And the stronger love is, the longer the heart may take
If picked too soon, grapes are bitter every one
A heart broken too often, can't be undone
Both take many things to really become
What the one thing by themselves could not be done
The contents of either are not best opened alone
But better shared with a special someone
If not carefully protected each can easily shatter
And quickly to unknown places scatter
But treated as they were intended to be
Bring happiness given so easily
©Donna Jones
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