Posted by: Ron DuBour | February 24, 2017

My Heart~by Karen King


 

 

My Heart

My heart has been ripped out,
My limbs turn asunder,
As I stumble around
In the darkness and thunder.

I look around, a tree has been struck
And daffodil stems have split in half.
I sink in turmoil amongst the muck
As Mother Nature has her laugh.

I realise this day is an echo of my heart,
Where nothing is the same.
I feel you lost somewhere in time,
But I will always remember your name.

Karen King Copyright 23 February 2017


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