There is a heart in a jar made of glass
Protected piece of art in a deserted museum
Its colour so bright it makes you wonder
If it will ever come to life
I stare for long hours annoyed by the silence
Of this abandoned treasure laying lifeless
Screaming at the glass hoping for a sign
One could only hope that after so much hurt
A heart would beat again
A lifeless heart
For everyone to see
In case of emergency
Break glass
Ambrozya
Napowrimo day 27
I am trying to send you a delicious heart in a jar from our garden in Denver. I have failed in my attempt to post a lovely baby tomato. Wait! Ill try Facebook. Interesting, deep, heart level writing Marie-Laure. Thank you. Wayne
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Thank you Wayne!
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