Hearts
There are many.
There are those
That are soft
And fuzzy
There are those
That are hard
And cold
There are those
That are cracked
And broken
There are those
That are whole
And warm
There are those
That never
Skip a beat
There are those
That hold
A storm
Every heart,
Differently made
Some of them
Are made of ice,
Some of them
Are made of fire.
Some made up
Of all things nice
Others carved out of
Stone
Treasure your heart
It's more precious
Than gold
Cause sometimes
Some of us
Just have
None