Guard Your Heart

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"Guard your heart", Papa said.

Meanwhile

I'd been cutting off chunks,

ripping off shreds,

and

handing them to 

the needy, the impish, the offish

instead.

"Why?"

My sleeve a good home base,

I thought.

"It looks good

in rips and tatters."

He said,

"Let it be whole

for whoever matters."

PoetryMellanie Perez