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A Woman’s Heart

October 13, 2011

A woman’s heart is a mysterious being:

A maze,

A labyrinth,

A harborer of pain.

It breathes.

It moans.

It aches.

It sings.

At times a glittery, shiny thing.

A riddle of sorts,

It confounds,



It dies.

But if you know how to cradle it,

To ignite it,

Step inside it,

And pluck its strings.

Then, a woman’s heart is the simplest of things.

written April 2010

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  1. October 13, 2011 1:28 PM

    Kim, that was very well stated and so true. It is a shame that more people don’t do just what you said.
    Keep on writing, Lady. It’s is your life. Love, Dad

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