HEART STRINGS
I have a problem.
I’ve got hold of someone’s heartstrings.
It’s not a very big string Just a small strand.
I’m holding on for all it’s worth.
It’s a silver strand. If I don’t pull at a
Looks away, daydreaming
Forgetting about this hand
Holding the string.
Pulling too often Irritates the delicate heart,
Makes it terribly uncomfortable
I’ve tried pushing the string.
You simply can’t push a string
And make any effective headway
So I end up pulling on it
Trying to pull ever so gently
Too hard, it will rip right out of the heart
Too lightly, I sit holding a handful
Of beautiful string
But I can’t quite make heads nor tails
Of what I should do with it.
Heartstrings are delicate things, you know.
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