The human heart, they say, is somewhere about half a pound.
I’m afraid I have to beg to differ and say they are mistaken.
For my heart feels heavier than that and drags me to the ground.
It’s swollen with grief because it knows, it has been forsaken.
Note: I’ve been out of the internet’s reach for much of last week, and experiencing problems since being back. So I’ll be posting the missing days, one a day until I’m all caught up. They’ll be posted retroactively.