they gave him seven hearts the first for dreaming the second for running the third for crawling the fourth for laughing the fifth for crying the sixth for loving the seventh for fighting
in each heart waged a war the sound of blowing horns not very far in each heart grew a tree taller than the depth of the sea
in one boy sang seven hearts they sang a song that lasted til night a song that took away all the fright the fear that spun around like a kite
in two hands he grasped one heart and asked “what do you do?” it said “i fight for one important thing and, boy, that thing is you.”
in one palm he held a small heart and whispered “what can you do?” the heart replied, “i may be small but my dreams are big and that’s what makes me you.”
each heart was crafted differently each one had a unique design but together they were stronger and together they could shine