Carolyn Brunelle

Bits And Pieces - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Just as early rains
leave little buds of promise
strewn unfulfilled
on the ground,
a sudden change in my fortune
has cast my hopes and plans
to the wind
in a cruel twist.

Have to pick up all
my lost tomorrows;
start over with
one last hope remaining,
.... the insurance.
Have always
resented the hell
out of insurance;
those bits and pieces
out of my life.

But now,
bits and pieces
is all I have left;
I need help
to put it all back
together again.

Comments about Bits And Pieces by Carolyn Brunelle

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, June 23, 2008

[Report Error]