A Knick Knack

No one bronzes baby shoes anymore
On shelves of 1980s households are little brown relics
Hard, cold laces arranged in disarray
as if the present teenager had just kicked them off her toddler feet
Parents remembering the first steps in those shoes
Holding the innocence and wonder of their little girl or boy forever
Holding them in memory

So these shops are out of business now,
Maybe they should start bronzing hearts
Keep that inner trust and naivet� on bookcases too
Capture it before the heart gets broken as it will in life
Preserving the heart before it becomes cracked and torn
From disappointments, and broken promises
I am sure many people would use it
People disappointed by their life, misguided in their motives
Confused by their bewildered soul
And simple people like me.

I could see my heart when I was a child
full of hope and excitement about falling in love? before it happened
I wish I could see my heart on a shelf to remind me about how
pure it all seemed
To be able to look at that shelf and remember?
Take myself back to first steps in love?
And discover the hidden hope in my heart beneath the cracks
And lift it out
And hope once more?like that childish foot about to take its first steps into life
My innocent heart taking steps into the future, maybe it won't seem so scary
And maybe my heart won't be so rigid