'Broken Pieces' - Poem by Bernard Snyder
Sometimes we sort through the shattered pieces
with hopes of finding something still intact,
despite the excruciating pain we went through,
we always find ourselves looking back,
too often we allow our hearts to lead us
hoping for a second chance
putting our entire lives on 'hold'
when we should be trying to advance,
we get so 'caught up' thinking of the good times
that we forget how the bad times left us hurt and speechless
losing sight that all we have left
is memories and 'broken pieces.
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