JACKIE HURLBERT

HEARTS

 

I’m looking for my heart. I keep losing track of it. I’ll be going about my day and all of a sudden I realize it’s gone! I look under the bed, in the fridge, around the studio, but no…it’s not there.

 

So I ask myself, “When did I last feel it?” and retrace my steps, you know, like when you lose your keys or something. I last remember feeling it on Friday when I told my 7-year-old niece she was the most precious little girl in the world. Yes I definitely had it then, so where has it gone? Oh yes, no I remember, I left it by the phone after my angry conversation with my friend. Or was it when I didn’t smile at the checker who was so kind and friendly? Come to think of it, I haven’t seen it for several days now and I’m starting to miss it. I miss its compassion, warmth, generosity, kindness and love. I just hate it when I misplace something so valuable, a one-of-a kind!

 

I hear the phone ring. It’s my parents on the line. “I love you,” I say. I hear a faint beating sound in my chest and it’s getting stronger.

 

~ Jacquline Hulbert

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