My life is a big puzzle
And I have no idea
just how many pieces I have
when I opened up the box.
I put the edges together first
so I have so sort of idea
what I’m looking to accomplish.
Then over time I slowly
put a couple pieces together here
connect to my border there
drop a couple bad words
when a piece I thought would fit
doesn’t fit where I want it.
Eventually I seem like I’ve got
enough of an idea
to know what I want the puzzle
to be when it is finished,
but I still am missing big chunks
all over the place.
I can stare at one of those places
yet to be built and know
that for example, that is where
my husband will go.
But I have no idea what those pieces
look like or how to narrow it down.
I just know I’m missing something
and I a faint idea what it might look like
and I am going to keep trying the same
pieces over and over
until I find their spot in the puzzle
because it’s in the box for a reason.
It belongs in my life somewhere.
I just have to figure out where.