We made our vows the day we wed,
You unlocked my heart with a key.
A heart is broke; a tear is shed,
My Love, you still have all of me.

It did not happen in a night,
This vow was broke in small degrees.
Even though it might not seem right,
My Love, you still have all of me.

I tried to do my very best,
But you had a need to be free.
Even after, I must attest,
My Love, you still have all of me.

I see small things you try to hide,
If I were blind and could not see,
Then my broken heart might subside.
My Love, you still have all of me.

With my heart broken to excess,
My vow is still your guarantee
That my heart is true. I confess,
My Love, you still have all of me.

Poem Style – Kyrielle / Poem Catagory – Love
Written by Lady Kathleen