Stained-Glass Heart Poem by May Doyle

Stained-Glass Heart



does my
m
i
n
d
define me
or is it-just-
my heart?
are my thoughts
colored
as beautifully as yours?
like fractured shards
of shattered glass
once set
in the
windows
of
my home
dyed
in all the shades
of joy

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