Bits and pieces
spread around..
many a shapes
and sizes too..
Broken bits
of the puzzle ME;
Me the puzzle
and me the child..
Me the child
fiddling yet
with his first..
Me the puzzle-
the only one
of it’s kind…
Me the pieces
spread about
over a mile…
Me the child-
crawling still;
blind to most….
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” Puzzle ” is deceptively well constructed work with real philosophical depth and empathy.
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