Blue Hearts

Hearts in a row along the mantle,
swing from pins, full of heather.
The day rolls on ticking time,
through the good and bad weather.

The peace sinks in and you have clarity.
Like the blue hearts they are scented.
But happy in your flat today,
that is privately rented.

Blue hearts in different patterns hang.
The scent fills the room.
Be like the hearts and hang in,
because you will be singing!

Heather wafts around your nose.
So sit back with your eyes closed.
Enjoy the smell as it lingers,
because you have poetry fingers!

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