a legacy

A mold of your heart has been made.

Produced over and over again

Gifted to newborns

And people across the world

who once lost themselves

who have become tired of living

and once again,

without your own knowledge

You have saved someone’s life.

You gave someone a reason to live.

You gifted people with purpose and you shaped them into a figure of pure love

A prized possession is what your heart became.

Passed down throughout a family

because it was just that great.

Nobody had to question the tradition

because they were all impatiently waiting for it.

To receive that again would be

the most generous gift,

the kind of gift that keeps on

giving no matter what the condition.

Perhaps someday the world will find a way to set it on my doorstep

put it into a box

wrap it in a little bow,

and send it off to me.

Hand one to my kids

guide them,

help them grow into a beautiful soul

like some kind of footwear.

Ship one off to my future lover

And make his heart even more loving than my own.

For he now holds the most genuine heart

I have ever known.

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