Heart for sale

Poem taken from my first anthology, Hearts are fragile things aren't they....

This used heart is without a warranty
It was once given for nothing, but kept from me
They stole it away as it was made of gold
Too heavy to carry - all would lose hold

This used heart has many dents
From bumps in life’s road
From those whose grip had slipped
Letting it go
Despite its appearance - there is still use left
But requires careful handling
Notwithstanding further theft

This used heart is not for lease
Nor is it for rent
And can no longer be broken
Nor its resolve bent
Seeking a market for a heart such as mine
Is taking what seems....a lifetime to find
Highly collectable and going to the right bidder
My heart is awaiting....its deserved winner

Applebee
Copyright 2009