Broken Glass Part 2..

Friend, if your heart is shattered,

Like glass that is broken so much,

I shall find every one little piece,

And join them like olden such.

I know it may not be the same,

But I’ll nurse that heart to health,

Make sure it gets, a rain of smiles,

Shower laughs and loving wealth.

If your heart is now, a withered rose,

I’ll find those petals which now are dry,

Give that heart, a heart my own,

A shoulder on which it can now cry.

I will listen to its pain, catch every tear,

Make it forget those memories of yore,

I will be by its side, till it becomes better,

A loving heart, that all can again adore.

Broken glass may not be beautiful again,

But a heart can forget, memories that pain,

A loving hand to hold when it is down,

A few words can make smiles from frown.

A broken heart may not be the same again,

But a heart is not always like glass my friend,

It can be better, than what it was before,

When it has more love that knows how to mend.

A reply to Tweety's post here . It's just a try, not sure if it has come out that well.