Friday, 14 March 2014

Handle with Care

We are not made to live alone
A heart unloved becomes a stone
We gaze around this planet bare
Wanting to latch on tight - somewhere.

As time and circumstance relate
It's not a cinch to find a mate
Occasionally we feel we've one
Only to topple - all undone.

Strong feelings are not known by all
And independence may enthrall
But when the chips are down - beware
It only holds if both sides care.

(written in 1983)

(c) Poet in the woods 2014

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