Through dark despair and joyous laugh
I fight the night to see the path
Each step I take is cautious and wary
Fully conscious of the load I carry
Millions of hearts rest in my hands
I could easily drop one and watch it land
And whosoever owns that heart
Would be denied the lovers part
When someone gives away their heart
It is to me that they impart
This precious gift and special token
Praying the Lord it won't get broken
There's been no damage upon delivery
But countless times I've returned it in misery
For the intended had shown it scorn
Leaving the giver completely love-lorne
I ferry the hearts through time and space
Ensuring they got to the proper place
If it is received with love and laughter
The giver gets their "ever after"