With each moment
Pieces are spent
A bit of soul
A little heart
The mind
Some conversation
Even love
Some heartache
Feelings change
People too
Work is expected
Relaxation neglected
Closeness comes
Then it goes
Experiences leave a mark
Mistakes make us grow
Pain can linger  
So can joy
Happiness is relative
To what one desires
As others conspire
A true friend will prevail
Deflecting hate on every scale
Strength will flourish
Peace may nourish
The uneasiness felt
When failure is dealt
Yet if we fall
Who will we call
As pieces are spent
What will become of the moment