Monday, March 9, 2015

Paper Heart

Someone wrote all over
My paper heart
And when they didn't want it back
I took it out myself
And clipped a new one
Out of fresh white printer paper
It's crisp and light
And flutters in the wind
Waiting for the next someone
To come along.

I promise, this is nothing more than a little idea that's been floating in my head (and fading on my "idea whiteboard") for a while.  Tonight was the night.  :)

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