Paper and Gold

Little hearts cut out of

paper in an array

of colors bright

Opening in the

day

Folding in the

night

Hearts, as flowers

responding to the turning

of the hours

Sunshine and shadows

known

Cover quickly blown

When hearts are constructed

of paper

Easily torn and taped

back together

Integrity tough to maintain

in life's inclement

weather

 

When you hand me your heart

again some long off day

Know I must run and turn

away

toward the one who shared

their heart

fully and fearlessly right

from the start

 

For hearts made of paper

run in the

rain

Design a heart that

courts not the clouds of

pain

When you see the taped up

scars

of your paper heart

Know I wanted

to walk with you, the stars

 

My wish is that you do

one day

forge your heart of

gold

Do it now before time

makes you too old

Walk in the rain

Let go your epic pain

Sing your own songs, let your story

be told

Sing them from your newborn

heart of gold