Poetry

Sunday 9 February 2020

Handle me with care

And the heart shaped package
That you left for me amongst the wreckage
With a note that read
Handle me with care
And the freight train brought its cargo
The box with the red glow

Or carried above on the wings of a dove
And don't treat me with kid gloves
Give me some of that old time love
But handle me, handle me with care

And the package was left in lost and found
The heart shaped box left on the ground
With a note that read 
Handle me with care

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