There is a secret pocket just waiting to be filled,
it does not hold much money nor surprises to be thrilled.
It can be very shallow or deeper than the ocean floor,
It can reach across the vastness of space
or close a solid door.
It may turn cold as the arctic skies
or give warmth of the summer sun,
It can be hidden deeply,
but we all have one.
Sometimes it's full and bursting
or hallow, cold as snow,
It can die from want of thristing
for the love it seeks to know.
So I'll fill my secret pocket
trapped deep to never part,
knowing friendship true and pure is safe
tucked tight within my heart.
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