Ode to thou tis thyne heart that does thus flutter, such a friend that gets caught up in much adu of simplisitic mutter of this that and the other, tis one to search of thee and then doeth thyne wonder of what is thou to become of thee when thou often wonders of why thou art of able goodness and yet of sound mind, to be there often and to be there no matter thyne owns mind and yet to have one to not seek or search and look to find that one can be there each and everytime , no matter how one searches and how one so tries to find , tis one always knoweth that tis thou whom will be there to not only be a friend , but to be there to help one unwind , seek out to thyne heart and yea tremble of thouts of no fear come across thine face , to simplistic parts of memories in time , continually having honesty and times to not only be of sound soul and face, but to place to thou yea a heart of grace to fullfill yea, such a person is only one in a lifetime so come on to be into ones mind and leap out of yer heart and come into ones own frame of mind , yet be yea oh so gentle to get here , becuase one doeth thou know that fully thou hast ben here the whole time, Ode to Thyne Heart to be simplistic and yet oh so devine ! Cc "Crusher " @ 1:15 a.m. on the 3rd of Febuary 2009 - Crusher and its use are of my own originallity and i so ask that no one else so tries to use it in any way form shape , nor print publish or use this poem or its poetic justice without my underlined permission !