my little heart…


I was walking through the park today. The air was cold, not too cold. There was stillness within and without. Upon a path I saw a small tree. It had lost all it’s plumage, all but a few and that’s when I saw it. It was my little heart. It was perched on the highest branch, looking down at me…dancing in the cold wind. It was unguarded, unprotected, naked for all to see…

my heart
my heart
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