Mozaic of Me

Mozaic of Me "Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" (John Ruskin, 1853) Just like mozaic, There are billions fragments of me Some of them sharpy, some of them curvy Sharp like dust-blades through my veins So painful I laugh in my cryings Curvy like my adventure scenes So joyful I cry in my laughings No wonder they say, never judge people No one’s life ever simple Could you know what’s in their heart? Could you capture their real image inside? My mozaic is what I am I got one tiny piece after I passed life’s exam Billions fragments inside and outside my skin Already made who I was in the past And still building who I will be in future scene Change, is what always last Prima Adinda Minardi (23/06/2011) Contest Name: All The Little Pieces Sponsored by: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~