Incomplete - Poem by Patti Masterman
One half the world is sunny
One half, in storms is veiled
One side: the sun is shining
The other: lightnings weld
One half my heart is open
Like flowers to the dew
One half, in deepening shadow
Because of missing you
One half holds gladdest tidings
One half holds only woe
Could two halves mend together-
I might once be found whole.
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