Wasted Heart

it’s clear to me
this heart in me
was meant for someone
else
like an eagle caged
that never flew
wings never spread
across the rivers blue
or soared over mountains
or anything else
an eagle would do

just like this heart in me

it’s plain to see
God wasted this heart
on me

~*~
11/04/06

Copyright © 2006 Brenda Barnhart
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