To be crushed underfoot
Aimed not to disappoint
Like the page of a fresh poem
A heart that longs to beat first
This letter’s child
Fallible as a leaf in the wind
To be stepped on in a rush
The soul of my heart forever crying
Dreams spent with you
Putty in your fingers
Hushed to a mouth
When holding the frame
Of a broken pain
Soteria
No sacrifice
On a mountain top
Nature’s kindness
A memory of happiness
Love has to fade
But is immortal!
The Optimistic Rhymer 