Shot Through the Heart
Thank God I’m alive
Thought I might not survive
Being shot through the heart
Gave my system quite a start
But here I am still
A testament to my will
I hold not a grudge
And will not act as judge
The shot that rang out
Came without warning or shout
From a trusted source without question
Without thought of aggression
A thoughtless friend was the culprit
Who acted absence of merit
Unkind words without thought
Serve for little or for naught
They wound and are lasting
Not subject to recasting
But life must go on
To new friends one is drawn
But as I seek a fresh start
I will be more careful with my heart.
©Copyright June 16, 2010 Charlie Gragg
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