A little poem

SOFTENED


The fence around my heart
is high
and heavy
and hard

I have left only one small opening
with one little gate

Thereon hangs a sign

NO TRESPASSING!
PRIVATE PROPERTY!

Perhaps I could prop the gate open
just a bit
so I could see out

and maybe
just maybe
the spirit would whisper

"May I come in?"

I would answer

"Oh, please come in

My heart is tired of being so hard"
and
the gate would swing wide
both ways

in
and
out

so love could cross my

invisible line
*

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