One day last week, while walking I found a heart.It was on a filthy sidewalk,
and hidden in a mass of veins,
of a well spent leaf.
I picked it up and brought it home.
It is on the fridge, next to coupons.
What a wonderful reminder for me.
Not to just "talk" heart,
but to"live" heart.
Today, while I walked,I found nothing.
My empty hands are ready to create and live "heart"
How wonderfully simple life is....
Love you.
Me
