Denise Fletcher

Original Poem -  "True Love"

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My heart is breaking.
My heart is damaged beyond repair.
Time can not always mend my broken heart.
Time is precious.

My soul is searching.
My soul is restoring.
My soul is healing the damage done.

Time will tell if my soul will mend.
My mind is anxious.
My mind is distressed.
My mind is afflicted and needs repair.
Time will renew my mind's woes.
Time is precious.

 

© 1999 Denise Fletcher

 

 

 

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