Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Chance

By: Buddy Russell Hayden

every time you look at me my heart beats harder and harder.
my stomach gets butterflies, my palms get sweaty,
then you turn your back on me,
and my heart drops to the floor
and breaks into a million pieces
and I pick it up just on the chance
that you might catch it one day.