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