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MS MuSings a Monthly Online Magazine By and For Those with MS, Multiple Sclerosis May 2008, Issue 104 |
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By Car (Carolyn Reynolds)
Once I had a heart. I know it’s true, I could hear it beating, keeping time to life, skipping a beat now and again, when something romantic gave it a tweak.
Once I had a heart, one that reminded me I was alive inside and out, keeping me posted on being alive, beating faster when time was right, when something reminded me I was alive.
Once I had a heart, alive like a rose in full bloom spreading, growing from a tight bud, opening into a fully glorious flower, when someone let me know I was special.
I know I still have a heart, but because it is folded up again into a bud, I now know the things it told me, are no longer like an opened flower, because I am no longer a special bloom.
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