Sometimes I feel like a lost puzzle piece
The one that somehow skittered under the couch
Unnoticed and unnecessary
Until everyone else has found their places
And it feels like forever
Before that hand reaches out to you
Where you sit with the dust bunnies
That one goldfish and two pennies
And the joy when you are found
Is incomparable because
They need you or the whole puzzle
Is worthless
So hold tight a little while longer
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
Sometimes I feel like a lost puzzle piece
The one that somehow skittered under the couch
Unnoticed and unnecessary
Until everyone else has found their places
And it feels like forever
Before that hand reaches out to you
Where you sit with the dust bunnies
That one goldfish and two pennies
And the joy when you are found
Is incomparable because
They need you or the whole puzzle
Is worthless
So hold tight a little while longer
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