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Puzzles And Life
I reach to pick up
Another cardboard puzzle piece,
and feel it
come to rest
in my palm.
I look up and
around my noisy basement
and see my parents
working on Legos nearby.
I see my crazy kitten
playing with a toy mouse
that has lost its tail
He is as fierce as a lion.
I see my dog
coming in and out
of the noisy basement
whenever he feels like it
Always kind to everything
He is as innocent as a lamb.
I see the sun dancing
Playfully with the clouds
As its light is shown like jewels on the floor.
The sun was a heart of gold.
When I look down,
I see my beautiful puzzle
starting to take shape.
The soaring eagle on it
has been completed,
the forest below
the eagle
and the cloudy sky
hiding the sun
are almost complete.
The sun in the picture seems to be
Playfully fighting with the clouds
Just a few more pieces
and then it’s complete.
I set those last few pieces
into place
and
look at the beautiful puzzle.
It seemed as if
The eagle was flying
High over a forest
With wind, swooshing
Below its wings
It seemed as if
The eagle was
Sucking in a breath
To call across the forest
As it flew toward the sunset.
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