A Blue Envelope

I left my heart at your house,

Yesterday.

I slipped a dainty, blue envelope

Quickly through the door.

I folded the edges

As sweetly as I could,

But still my heart remains,

Lying on your floor.

I left my heart in your garden,

Yesterday.

The birds sang softly

As it fell slowly to the ground.

Like a petal it floated

In the summer’s air,

But still my heart remains

Untouched, without a sound.

I left my heart in your hands,

Today.

I passed it over, just for a moment,

Still chilled from the dew,

Warmed with a subtle hint

Of my affection.

And still my heart remains

With you.

I wrote this poem for my poetry class, and it's one of my poems I feel is actually worth sharing. My professor told me this reminded her of something a female poet from the 19th century would have written, and I love that. 

xx

Megan