One’s heart is such a fragile thing.
I hung it down from a string.
The silver string was long but thin.
Then came the wind and made it spin.
And there were other hearts around
Each one was destined to be found…
Creating an enchanting sound,
They slowly span above the ground.
So day by day it shined and rained,
And all alone my heart remained
Until the moment came, devine-
You chose a heart, and that was mine.
One s Heart
© Copyright: Юлиана Пауэлл, 2014
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