I don’t want to invade your life,

I want to be a piece of your puzzle;

Just one piece in five hundred,

But having its own place,

A place where it fits perfectly.

And I don’t want to be 

A border piece, or,

God forbid, a corner piece

With two sides to the wind;

But I won’t be the center, either;

There are much more important

Puzzle pieces there.

And maybe your puzzle

Will never be complete,

But it will be

One space closer.

Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2016-03-25 at 03:56

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
A wonderful metaphor. We all need to be a few pieces nearer complete.

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Rob Graber
What a fine write this is--a real treat!

Nice, I have no idea where I am either and I just love it that way.

Perfectly executed, brilliant metaphor, bravo!

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I have taken your request on a very personal level. In this magical and brilliant poem, you are and will always be a a fond and loving piece of my mosaic not the Center but close to my heart.

This is brilliant. I love it!
Wii done, Nancy.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
you use the metaphor perfectly.