Jigsaw Heart

Long ago God took a chisel to my heart,
and made it into a beautiful jigsaw puzzle,
On one piece he carved love,
The next, fear,
Around and around he went,
labeling each piece until my heart was complete,
Then he gave it to me.

I carried my heart for all to see,
Proudly I displayed its craftsmanship,
But one day, I gave away a piece of my heart,
Then another…and another,
Love, trust, friendship,
One by one they fell,
and were swept away.

In the field, a group stopped me,
They looked like such fun,
so I gave away a piece of my heart,
But they spat on it with grinning faces,
and threw it away like it was dirty,
Where can I find my missing piece?

On the road, a girl stopped me,
She looked at me with open eyes,
so I gave away a piece of my heart,
but she shared it with too many,
Until it was all gone,
Where can I find my missing piece?

In the city, a man stopped me,
He looked so pitiful,
so I gave away a piece of my heart,
But the man just smirked
and threw it away like old gum,
Where can I find my missing piece?

My beautiful jigsaw heart is now incomplete,
Where did the pieces go?
I found one under the couch,
One under the chair,
Still one more under the table,
With each step forward I take, one more piece is found,
When will this puzzle be complete again?
With each step forward my heart aches,
Can I keep going, or will I turn back in fear?
With each step forward, my heart stretches,
becoming something foreign to me,
becoming something better.

The way is not easy,
The way is not fun,
The way is not without pain,
But this is the way to my missing puzzle pieces,
I will find them all,
When I do, I will cherish them,
and not give them away so recklessly again.

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