Pieces of My Life 02.12.2017

I just found this poem written in February of 2017.

Amazing how it is perfect for now. 



Pieces of My Life
02.12.2017

Pieces of my life one by one
Dropping away,
​Why leave so soon?

​Each one a Grief
Each one a Loss
Always a take away,
Is that now my lot?

You never stay to say goodbye
My heart stones up
I heave big sighs,
and on my face I wear lies.

Why?

Why does this happen?
What is the deal?
I try, I work, I pray.
​But pieces of me come and go
And always seem to stray.

Pieces of my heart
And of my mind
That transcend all
Like walking blind.

Pieces of my body,
Once fine and fair,
Pieces of my soul
That rip away and tear.

Can it be these pieces are
Together somewhere safe?
Waiting for the day
To return 
To their rightful place?

Hear them falling
I can see them go
​Never worry
Look below:

​Each one fits
A lovely scene, 
​Forming the breath of Life
and filled with agony.

Can it be?
Is it true?
These pieces of me 
Are all brand new.

To shape a life bit by bit
See every piece now tell
​Of Fear and Anguish
Hope and Joy
Loss and Gifting
All make good soil.

Becoming a great big puzzle
Where all the lines still show
​No trimming is necessary
Because they are all formed and fit
For me and me alone.

What once was torn
And bled a lot
Is placed with tender care
And what’s the glue 
That seals the bond?
​Each bump, each bruise, each tear.

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