My Heart

What a wonderful and fragile item;
My Heart.

It walks around
in the shape of a young woman
and in the shape of a young man.
It beats with every step
of my best friend and husband.
It envelopes friends and family.
It breaks with betrayal.
It rages at injustices.
It races with anticipation.
It aches with loss.

It skips with joy.

It is dirtied on my sleeve.
It is cleansed by faith.