Poem of the Week

Heartbeats by Erin Hanson

She bought things with her heartbeats,

Dealt in the currency of time,

Counted her pulse to track her spendings,

While she waited in long lines,

She wasn’t one for banking,

Heartbeats aren’t something you can save,

You either spend them or you lose them,

Until you’re lying in your grave,

She’d give heartbeats to strangers,

While she listened to their woes,

Because a heart’s worth more than money,

As far as money goes,

She splurged heartbeats on moments,

On afternoons with age-old friends,

Who asked how she was happy,

Without a dollar she could spend,

But money only buys you things,

While heartbeats buy much more,

They buy you loud side-crippling laughter,

That leaves you rolling on the floor,

Heartbeats buy you moments,

They buy you tears and hugs and smiles,

They buy you time to reminisce with friends,

You haven’t seen in quite a while,

Money can’t buy heartbeats,

And that’s a fact you’ve always known,

So make sure each day you’re happy,

With the way you spend your own.

 

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