I am the immortal heart
Though you stab me, I
remain
Through the shadow of
your contempt I am
still whole
You beat me, yet I persist
In ridiculed accusation
I endure
The pain of your blows
can not end me
I will suffer the memory
of a love that was not
Though you have tried
to break me
I am whole
I am the immortal heart
And I
Remain

An Original Poem by H R Beebe