He checks on his heart
-a little weepy maybe
-his only treasure-she’s okay
What happened was bad-real bad
but she’s on the mend – a good thing

He taps at his heart
she opens one teary eye
Ah- but fewer tears
his fingers gently trace her scars
he smiles…she smiles back

She’s fine

©Vivian Zems

Poets United- Midweek Motif~ Treasure

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