Day 13 – Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle Pieces

I feel like a tornado,
A time bomb.
Likely to explore,
Not likely to come home, 
The same way.
 
Puzzles,
and questions,
and things to think about,
Pathways to take,
Not knowing if you’re on your own 
Or with somebody.
 
Trust is a beautiful thing,
and like all broken mirrors,
and missing pieces,
There’s something in the spaces that comforts,
Invisible hands to pat you, 
and say,
it’s okay.
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