Broken into pieces
Shattered into dust
A ghost shell of our former
We don’t stand the same today
A thousand years feels like it’s past
We blink and we’ve missed the present
Left to piece ours together
Using pain as our adhesive
Making sure the lessons stick
Ask where the young cheerful child went
Life defeated him many times for trying
His failed attempts have pieced him together stronger
He doesn’t smile because he remembers what he’s lost
He smiles at those who’ve always been there
Not at those who never knew the struggle
With time
We mend
With failures we rebuild
We smile for what we’ve gained
The broken need purpose
With purpose we mend
Day #260 SJD © 2019 Segundo Juan Devora. All Rights Reserved.
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