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
*
Labels: Poetry
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