Forgotten - Poem by Cassie Holt
Life is an incomplete puzzle,
With every piece the picture becomes clearer.
Sometimes you lose a piece or two,
The same way we get lost when we are alone.
There are a lot of different puzzles out there,
Just like we are all different.
Some puzzles take longer to put together,
And some take no time at all.
Some puzzles have a thousand pieces,
And some have ten.
Some puzzles are special enough that they get glued together,
And they are then hung on a wall to be displayed for everyone to see.
Some puzzles are put together and taken apart a million times.
Sometimes puzzles are thrown away and forgotten about,
In the end all puzzles find a time when they are no longer put together,
They sit in a box never to see the light of day again.
People can be the same way in a sense.
We are all complex; we are all displayed at some point in our life,
But then comes the times when we are thrown away, forgotten by others,
Or we lose something that we will never have again.
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