Home is where the heart is

Why yes, I guess that’s true

That’s why my house is empty

You took my heart with you


Would you like to visit

Bring my heart back to me

We can sit and chat awhile

Til I remember how to breathe


You don’t have to come in

You can leave it at the door

I don’t mind that you borrowed it

But I need my heart to love some more


It’s really very fragile

It’s been broken a time or two

So please return with care

As it no longer belongs to you


(Still re-posting old stuff, grin.)


28 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. thefeatheredsleep
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 18:03:24

    Very true. Once the person you love leaves, it is hard to regain the home. Very well said.

  2. chaste Agnes N
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 18:08:02


  3. Nicodemas
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 18:30:42

    Beautiful poetry.

  4. persoinpoesia2015
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 19:55:10

    glad you are reposting. This was truly emotional and moving Belinda. Hugs

  5. Heartafire
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 19:57:00

    Lovely and moving words. Hugs!

  6. Carl D'Agostino
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 20:13:28

    It is unfortunate when our love has be held hostage instead of appreciated by the other.

  7. Erika Kind
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 20:46:52

    Sometimes they forget to return it… It takes long to grow a new one.

  8. heavenlyberry24
    Feb 25, 2016 @ 20:56:38

    brillant poem

  9. thelostkerryman
    Feb 26, 2016 @ 03:32:25

    sounds like the story of too many lives….I know what that feels like

  10. paws2smile
    Feb 26, 2016 @ 11:59:06

    I absolutely just love your poetry! πŸ™‚

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