Life's Many Little Pieces
When I walked into the office
To pick up life's many pieces,
The day life stopped was plain enough to see –
It was like there'd been an earthquake
Or some natural disaster
Where the occupant had dropped his life to flee.I looked round the cluttered basement
Where the dates on papers told me,
(As actions seemed now frozen where they were),
That the end was seen that moment,
Shutting down had happened quickly –
I'd pressed up to the surface for some air.Though I wanted to move forward,
Live the fullness of each moment,
I could not make it happen even yet –
Closed the door and left the shambles,
Of life's many little pieces,
Till energy returned, then I be set.But the crows are now returning
From their winter in the sunshine,
Their songs of life returning now it's spring;
I can edit text more freely
With the distance caused by trouble –
My words convey exactly what I mean.navigation