Shirley's Heart
I knew a place where I could go,
A shady nook where I could grow,
and find a better part of me.
Her placid smile and outstretched palm
Encircled us within her calm;
A place where we could come to rest,
And cradle our souls upon her breast.
Her heling touch, laced with magic,
Made our lives, somehow, less tragic;
Her gentle laughter filled this space,
With strength and love and shining grace.
The rich dark harvest of her soul,
Our shameless need, our only goal;
We turned our backs when need was sated
Our fears calmed, our pain abated.
We took her gifts and offered none,
We took it all and now it's done;
And left her heart bereft, unheeded,
Caring little what she needed.
Her shining star, faded and dim,
A casualty of our reckless whim;
Struggles now to shine again,
Renewing Itself on a higher plane.
Now see my palm held out with love,
Together we will rise above;
While you forgive, and I regret,
Our bond in trust is finally me.
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