HEART OF GLASS

A heart of glass lay in his hand,
Transparent to the look;
A heart that spoke of love and truth,
Just like an open book.
A heart that held no secrets,
Slid slowly from his hand;
And now lay shattered at the feet,
Of the kind and gentle man.
A tiny drop of moisture,
Glistened in the shattered heart.
A shimmering, lonely teardrop,
From a life now torn apart.

A silent testimony,
Of a love beyond compare;
Now sparkled in the shattered glass,
As it lay in silence there.
But a sound that touched no other ear,
Touched the kind and gentle man;
As he bent to touch the shattered heart,
And placed it in his hands.
With kindness and compassion,
That set this man apart;
He took the shattered shards of glass,
And fashioned it into a heart.

Till every piece was perfect,
And the heart was whole once more;
A perfect heart lay in his hand,
That was once shattered on the floor.
A heart that held no secrets,
Just like an open book.
A sparkling symbol of her love,
Transparent to his look.

Allison Chambers Coxsey
©1996

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