Pieces
I think that our hearts are not one piece
But rather made up from many little pieces
As we go through life, we give those pieces away
To those we meet who touch us
Once given, they are gone forever
they can never be recovered.
But in return we receive a piece,
From those who's lives we touch.
While we are together
Somehow the pieces seem larger
Perhaps more complete.
If we choose to
We may keep the pieces close
Cherish them for what they are
and let them help to fill our hearts.
If we chose to let them fade and fall away
Our hearts will diminish and ultimately perish...
In the end, when all is said and done.
It is not only how many pieces we chose to give
but how many we received in return
