Too Many Times : Lyric Poetry

Does life start with a lonely broken heart

We are forever trying to mend

Wanting one day of happiness is a start

So when tomorrow comes, we'll live it again.

One smile puts a stitch in a broken heart

But sooner or later it pulls apart

It could be a fantasy or a new start

But between you and me it's still a broken heart.

Searching for just one little clue

And the thoughts of that someone you hardly knew

Life won't always be so blue

When real love comes it's honest and true.

But there's been

Too many times with a broken heart

Too many times it's fallen apart

Too many times it would not mend

Too many times but I do it

Again and again

It never mends. . . . .

           Nobody Special