Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner
A heart without love turns to stone
it’s wounded inside and weeps alone.
The ages of time won’t heal its pain
it’ll ride out of town on a fast train.
No time to forgive or allow to heal
afraid to give it away or permit it to feel.
Thorns of days dig into a heart
cause it to bleed and tear apart.
A heart keeps beating regardless of sorrows
goes on thumping for every tomorrow.
A stone is heavy; it’s hard to carry around
nothing brings happiness only a frown.
A heart of stone has no feelings
it’s a wall without a ceiling.
It takes a beating in weathering times
residue erects a barrier in one’s mind.
A heart full of love and tomorrows
overflows in strength…never sorrows.
There’s no way of penetrating love into a stone
it leaves a soul to go it all alone.
When sensing love’s turning to stone
don’t let deposits gather to take up a home.
Push aside the burnings inside
allow the heart to mend…gather in pride.
A heart won’t turn to stone if there’s love
permit its beauty to soar like a white dove.
There’s another heart waiting to show care
keep an open heart…let another step in to share.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem – Copyright 2012 – Use by Permission Only.