My Love.

this is a poem i just decided to write because as teen i was in my feelings one day on my bed listening to music and the word came to me.

      Whose heart is that? The one I constantly feel beat? 

     I think I know. The owner is quite happy tho. 

Full of joy like a vivid rainbow. I watch him laugh, I cry "Hello."

He gives my heart a shake, and makes me laugh until my belly aches.

The only sound besides hearts around me that break, are raindrops, distant waves

and birds awake. His heart big, pure and sweet. But promises are meant to be broken,

so those we never keep. Sweet dreams come to loving heart cheap, he rises from his soft bed, with the thought of love and hugs in his head. He eats his jam with lots of bread, because it's all he has than love to keep him ready for his day ahead. Although promises are hard to keep, true love is hard to seek, but by the grace of GOD, the love you seek to meet will be the love you keep.

By: Nikkie  Ahyoung.

Author's Note

this is my first time writing i'm just looking for some honest feedback. thank you.