Alone You'll Never Be (Sonnet #194) Poem by Tina Baaklini

Expectations in people is a trap
It's like flying high in a soap bubble
That can't hold a feather; thus you'll fall flat
With all your parts sane, but your heart in rubble.

Not all people mirror your intentions
Not all people carry a heart like yours
Open your heart to others with caution
Precious is the heart, not a place for fools.

The only one I fully trust with ease
With me always He is; He deceives me not
He heals my heart and soul with love and peace
Generous and tender He is, my God.

People's hearts are fleeting as Autumn's leaves
But alone you'll never be, for God never leaves.

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