A Gifted Heart - poem

My heart was a gift

Wrapped in red ribbon

sealed by warm love.

A little scratch here and there

But still precious

I gave my gift away

To whom I thought was the highest bidder,

I told them to be careful

"Please ... do not drop it"

My heart was all I had

I knew it was too heavy

It had been injected with sensitivity and serenity,

Coaxed in feelings that would make your finger tips sticky. . .

I should have known My heart would be too much for you,

Too big for you to hold.

And damn sure too loving for you to have,

I thought my heart was just enough . . .

but you couldn't handle that.