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.
(c) Poet in the woods 2014
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