Cold Side of the Heart

In our doctrine of youth
From the days of our birth
I do not remember
The lessons of love regardless
To treasure the now rusty relic
That beats within our chest
Like the Tin Man cold
To value and give great worth
Find the warm flow for ourselves also
And place upon a pedestal
Our own feelings and interests
Drowned in scornful disapproval
Of arrogance
Self-indulgence
And selfishness
So, to the door we went
And lay before the thresh
That all other’s needs be met
And our own only if there is time
If we have been all for the surround
And secured their happiness
But I burst these misguided bubbles
That float on the intentions of the wanting
For they are responsible for their own joy
And you and yours are well within their right
To be put first
For all others will follow well
When you demonstrate by prime example
Your status of importance
In your own list of things to do

Debbie Gravett © 2021.08.19

FOWC: Doctrine
RDP: Rusty relic
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