Mosaic

The mosaic picture of our hearts

the peices of my heart fall one by one

i pick them up and place them

into a frame

 

They make a picture, so simple, so sweet

a mosaic of my life, viewed by me

is this how i lived? yes it was

as i exit this world i leave

this to you, pick up the

peices of your heart

and make your

picture

Author's Note

Plz reveiw my writings!!!