Work In Progress

I am not finished yet, nor am I perfect. I am a lifetime project. I am a work in progress. Each day, I grow a little. Sometimes bigger … sometimes smaller … Always older … often wiser … My days would seem to be all the same. Rather sluggish … Frankly boring … And they are, yes … in the main. Yet each one has a gift for me. A thought, perhaps a memory. Something for me to savour. Another tiny piece that I can fit Into my personal jigsaw. The big picture of me … The picture that I will never see. The one I will leave for my children. I hope they’ll like it!