Last Chance For Love
Remember that day
You took my hand
You said; let us go for a walk
You asked what it was
I held inside that
That kept such sadness
In my heart
I felt myself
Begin to tear up
Oh, how I did not want to cry
I was afraid to
Bare my soul
In addition, this is the reason why
If you had loved someone
As deeply as did I
And had your heart broken repeatedly
Then possibly, you could understand why
Although this may be
A last chance for love
The fear that resides
In this fragile heart
Needs time and patience to heal
~ Mary A. Eaton ~
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