China heart in my chest

China heart in my chest

one of the ways I have been blessed

no callous to cover, afraid of pain

broken too often, cannot glue it again

through doctrine I climbed to where I am

respect and friendship is what I seek

though my thought may not seem meek

keeping me from larger mistakes

and even bigger heartaches

This china heart is safe again

I hold it tight, show it too a friend

bubblewrap all popped and gone

how I kill the time alone

I finally took the time to repair

the little pieces scattered everywhere

so with drying glue I sit and stare

watch the wind blow through her hair

the china hutch I seem to be

tattered and worn though it is me

the family heirloom that is my dreams

I see it clearly while watching moonbeams