Endlessly with burning fires of
yesterdays harmony, stood a statue
of a broken heart
Bronze without a doubt, none the less
bearing the symbol of what was once
upon a midnights dream that turned
into yesterdays nightmare, standing
so direct but with pride, as through
it all, there was still room for the never
ending love held within its soul......
Bonnie Collins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/statue-of-a-broken-heart/
