A broken thing often is hidden, discarded, replaced.
People, we reset, repair, rebuild seemingly we're refaced.
I see beauty in these broken things, see them repaired.
Because every dent, scratch, or Nick reminds us of our bond and the times we have shared.
I have started repairing broken pottery as a hobby and there is so much beauty in the randomness of how a broken piece is reborn into something more than it was, uniqueness. People, we are just a collection of experiences expressed over time. we all are broken or have been to one degree or another, the beauty is in our repair our uniqueness the differences and similarities are astounding to me.
