Pieces

It’s the pieces When combined That finish the design In a mosaic collection Gathered over a lifetime It’s the pieces Mended together Where broken edge Meets broken edge That turns imperfection Into a masterpiece instead

Wings

  Gone as far As you can go On feet that carried you Steady and slow? You’ve reached the top Or so you thought Until you realized There’s much more you want. You’ve got wings to grow And places to go A whole world to see… One full of promise, and possibility.

Splintered

A fallen fragment That once stood tall Appears broken, downtrodden Very nearly forgotten But from rings of strength Formed through tests and trials New purpose exists For what’s now tired …Splintered… Into a shelter Ready to share Storms it’s been through For out of its wounds Life is born anew