My Dolphin Statue

It makes my heart feel cold,
As the dolphins swim about,

I may grow old,
But it will always stay with me.

It’s structure so delightful,
But emotions feel painful

But will I let it go?
No, no, no.

It makes memories come back,
Like when we first met,

When I touch its exterior,
It makes images flow back.

It makes me happy, but sad,
It can go either way.

But in the end it doesn’t matter,
Because I have bitter tears dripping off of my face.

It may make me feel melancholy,
But still I will not part,

Because its pastel colours heal my bruised heart.