The Door To My Heart

The door to my heart

Was tattered and torn

The windows were broken

The hinges were worn

The time has come

To do some repairs

Replace the windows

Mend the tears

The time has come
To oil the hinges

Fix the windows

Sand the ledges

And then I'll add

Some brand new colors

Maybe even

Make it taller

Prop it open

Invite you in

Let my love

Be new again

Sometimes when I open my heart to others, I become tattered and worn.  Sometimes opening the door allows pain and disappointment to saturate my heart.  After awhile I close and lock the door.  I am afraid to open the door to anyone else.  The door to my heart becomes weathered and is difficult to open. 

To avoid bitterness and indifference taking over my life I have to let go of the hurts and disappointments of my past.  I have to allow healing to repair the door to my heart.  I have to let the wonderful colors of new experiences paint my heart's door.  It is time to revive my heart, and let love be new again.

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