MY POETRY

The Broken Heart

There comes a time when the pain's so strong
You want to pull within yourself.
But life won't wait for your heart to heal,
So you put your pain upon a shelf.

You feel the knot welling in your chest
It's an all too familiar feeling
You've had it before when your heart was torn
And know only time can do the healing.

But life won't wait for your heart to heal,
It's impatient at it's very best
So you remind your heart that the time will come
When pain and tears give way to rest.

The weepy feeling you carry within
Is hidden from everyone's view
You smile and nod and chatter on
Because despite the pain, that is what you do.

You realize as you're kneeling down
And praying all by yourself
There's One who holds your aching heart
He's taken it from that shelf.

And when that day comes and the pain has fled
You'll know Who came to steal
The massive shards of your broken heart
Because He had time to heal.

Crickett