My Heart
My heart has been ripped out,
My limbs turn asunder,
As I stumble around
In the darkness and thunder.
I look around, a tree has been struck
And daffodil stems have split in half.
I sink in turmoil amongst the muck
As Mother Nature has her laugh.
I realise this day is an echo of my heart,
Where nothing is the same.
I feel you lost somewhere in time,
But I will always remember your name.
Karen King Copyright 23 February 2017
