Difficult Puzzle
I am undone,
I have already come,
I reap what I sew,
but fear not for me.
For I have needle and thread to mend the seams,
I have come very far from doubting minds,
and once undone into pieces and bits I was able to look closer and see the components of me.
A unique puzzle with a new picture to create.
Reorganized, rearranged, finally put into proper place.
The picture is becoming quite clear.
What a project it’s been year after year.
Plenty of hard work, blood, sweat and tears.
I am reminded that nothing worth having comes easy.
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