Sewing satin hearts,
they make the same shape of love
in a factory.
Filed under Poems, Yuko Minamikawa Adams
A lovely, poignant little poem.
Thanks for reading this, Dick.
Rather sad – this makes me feel for the factory workers.
Thanks for reading Dennis. I sometimes visualise all those hearts in manufacturing processes.
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