• A sickly heart yerns for purity,yet no one comes to help it.
    Years have passed and days go by,but still no sign of purity.
    A walk,a strole for a little bit more,yet the search for purity
    hos just begun.From North to South and East to West,but
    still no sign of purity.With all hope lost for one sick heart,
    it falls apone a charry tree.As day turns to night and the
    the moonlight shines down on one person.It turned and
    saw,for it was purity waiting for it.Its heart was healed
    and cared for,like it has always wanted all this time.