The Fragile Heart

The tenderness of the fragile heart, Resembles a historic yet dramatic, Work of art as seen through the ages. The portrait never shows broken hearts, Devastation of death or the, Heartbreak of losing a child. The heart cries in silence, As you mourn in the dark shadows. The many prayers to God or a higher power, It was left on deaf ears. There is no voice of reason that can, Explain the complexity and finality of death. The buckets of tears that we cry leaves Us devastated as Angels, Hold us and our grieving heart. Our soul connects to our, Compassionate healing heart, Rendering a future of hope and faith, In the years to come. Kind words and a smile express an, Understanding of renewal, For the heart that once was broken.