When crystal hearts are broken
You cannot make repair .
The warmth and love you cherished
Turns then , to cold despair .
Its pieces of love shattered ;
Though small , shall sparkle still .
So gather them as treasures
And keep them , if you will .
For crystal hearts when broken ;
Though shattered and no more ,
Are treasured for their beauty
Displayed to you before .
The pieces , just remember ,
Though sometimes hid away ;
Still sparkle like a treasure
When they're put on display .
The world should see such treasures
Because they're oh so rare .
Crystal hearts add value
To lives of cold despair .
And crystal , when it sparkles
In whole , or just in part ;
Still is , of all its vessels ,
True love's most favored heart .
GREENWOLFE 1962
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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