Touched My Heart

All my life I lived a loveless life No one ever touched my heart, Neither kith and kin nor my wife, to give this static life a jump-start. Sitting in my easy chair on the patio I dreamt of a daring exotic adventure, Searched far and wide, high and low But found none to partner this venture. So nursing a can of beer in my hand And a bag of potato chips on my lap I roamed alone in some fantasy land Unaware, I was but walking into a trap. To my surprise, on a hospital bed I awoke Being readied for an open-heart operation, It seems I was knocked out by a stroke brought on by a sedentary life and tension. My heart was pumping blood low And beating at a snail’s pace, My veins all clogged up and slow An open-heart surgery I had to face. So here I was hooked up to a machine My chest bare and cut open apart My beating heart held by Nurse Colleen— Oh, lo! Someone finally touched my heart. ~Contest: The one who touched my heart ~Sponsor: Regina McIntosh.