Thursday, June 9, 2011

Once Burnt

Once burnt, one hundred times shy,
I am waiting with eyes opened wide.
Placing the memories of my past behind me,
pulling the door closed and turning the key.
Turning to face an unknown new start,
a dawn of determination with a guarded heart.
No more heartbreak, and no more lies,
my smile shows hope, and a heart become wise.
I won't be so quick to ever trust again,
sadly, the gift, of an unworthy man.


k


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am continually surprised by how well you write.
I really like this poem!
Love, Mel

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