In Plain Sight
I’ve tucked my heart away for safekeeping
–in the hall closet behind broken umbrellas and a never used croquet set
–in the basement behind old Christmas decorations and dried up cans of paint
–in the garage on a hook with a spare inner tube for a bike tire and a hose that has a leak in it
–in the car in the glove compartment under napkins from fast food places and receipts for oil changes
–in the bottom of my purse where it’s covered with Kleenex fibers and an old Tic-Tac
–in plain sight, because no one is looking for it anyway
