Poetry

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Keeper of My Heart


There are many different sides to my heart and in it are many rooms.
Some are closed up and covered like butterflies in cocoons.
Others are wide open so any body can come in and stay.
Other rooms are left empty because someone chose to go away.

Some take it for granted and inflict hurt and pain.
They don’t care how it feels as long as they gain.
Others treat it with gentleness so not to make it break.
They reach out and comfort it so it will not ache.

One day someone knocked on one of those doors and I let them in.
They disregarded the things so special that were in place and left again.
Then someone else came to the door and I was afraid to let Him in, but I did.
He cleaned up the rooms and let the light in, He made me feel special and I no longer hid.

He took the hurt and pain away that others caused and gave me life.
He healed all my wounds and took away the strife.
There are still some whom cause hurt and pain and make my heart ache
But now I have Jesus who gives me strength.

Now I have a keeper of my heart, much stronger than I
My Jesus, My Jesus, Lord over my heart and life.

Paula Lee© 2006

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