When Broken Was My Heart 07-10-2007

You picked up my heart
And began to dust it off.
Showing your affection
And your tender love.

Putting it together
As a puzzle undone.
Loving it forever
Knowing it was one.

Treated as treasure
When treated as trash.
Without reason but
Now I feel no gash.

Pain once felt before would
Now slowly fade away.
Bringing color to my world
And light to morning day.

by David Lara

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