Riddle Me

Riddle me that Riddle me this A puzzle of a piece of mind That's been unhinged Lost, misplaced, swept up under If someone else found it Would they keep it I wonder? Throw it away, or add it to a collection? Of all these lost peices, In a lost and found section? Such beautiful pictures, Together, fit perfectly made But now just collect dust. And someday will fade. Colors change, mix, and blend. Into a new picture. How will they look in the end? Riddle me this Riddle me that With each others help We can put together, this puzzle, back.