Of a broken-heart

Of a life lived in fits and starts

Where meadows meet

Valleys tiny watery feet

Of times gone by

Of mountains climb, so high

Till kingdom come

Makes life worth breathing, again

And then some

Just a few ideas

To idle ones time alive

For forbearance spent

Left to die, yet again

These are truths

That test the fool

Of a broken heart

Of a life lived……………….in fits and starts