The Puzzle Of Life

By Bud Lemire on Aug 27, 2008

 
Does this piece fit over there?
I know it should go somewhere
It looks as though it should go
But it doesn’t fit the way I know
 
Some pieces look out of place
You see it has a purple trace
It almost fits but doesn’t quite
But that’s how I take in the sight
 
There’s missing pieces, maybe on the floor
Or someone carried it out the door
There’s always something missing here
It could be close, it could be near
 
Life and a jigsaw puzzle are similar in ways
Sometimes it seems things are out of place
Only when it’s almost done, do we know
Where the pieces fit in, where each will go
 
We see the bigger picture, of all that will be
And it all makes sense when we hold the key
We fit in the pieces, where they will go
Once they’re together, then we will know


We never see the bigger picture until all the pieces are in