O Our Tender Hearts... Poem by DM W
O Our Tender Hearts...
O our tender hearts were not designed
For the hardened, weathered ways of time.
Our hopes and dreams are often broken
By dark forces that can't be spoken
Of, only hinted at in midnight
Visions. It ishard to glimpse the light
In a world of lengthening shadows,
Where the vast wastelands of the soul grow
Day by day, hour by hour. So I cling
To childhood's rose and the joy it brings.
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