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                       HeartStuff, by Keith Tonkel

Get ready for "big" in little pieces. These "feelings in the form of words"
evoke response. HeartStuff readers will run into "small slices of real
life" that are somewhere between prose, poetry, and short-short story.

To open and read this book is an invitation to think and feel. Some
HeartStuff is soft and sweet; some hits hard. These pages just might open
your heart a little. Welcome!

                               Copies of HeartStuff are available for $12.00 

                                                             HeartStuff
                                                            Wells Press
                                                      2019 Bailey Avenue
                                                       Jackson, MS 39213

Rain And Tears                                                                                            Only You

The rain keeps coming,                                                                          There are times
and I think of the young woman                                                            when you think
who having lost                                                                                      there are many in your life.
her much loved daddy said:                                                                    Family,
                                                                                                              friends,
"The rain is right.                                                                                    others.
Because God and heaven cry with me." 
                                                                                                              But sometimes
"When will I stop crying,"                                                                       life and death
 she asked at church one day.                                                                and human experience
"When you're done,"                                                                              reduce that number
I said,                                                                                                     to one.
 "and until you need to again."
                                                                                                              Only you.
Tears mean something. Tears are allowed
.
                                                                                                             There is One Other
                                                                                                              who will join those who ask,
                                                                                                              but I can't walk
                                                                                                              your lonesome valley,
                                                                                                              and you can't walk mine.

                                                                                                               Only You

                                                                                                               In the great joys
                                                                                                               in the bad times
                                                                                                               even when
                                                                                                               the Great Darkness
                                                                                                               falls that Fateful Night,
                                                                                                               there is 
                                                                                                               only you.

                                                                                                                And thankfully,
                                                                                                                the One Other.