A heart should never

be forced to harden

as if baked like clay

Love is tender

wears a softness

Its vessel, too

should remain that way

But sometimes in defense

the outer shell toughens

in order to repel the pain

and in so doing

some of heart’s true nature

soon begins to wane

But like a pillow to rest upon

the heart which remains soft

can never break

So perhaps

retaining a tender heart

is the feat to undertake

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These beautiful awards were given to me by Jingle