Puzzle Pieces: A Poem
We won't see the bigger picture,
Until we're standing at the end,
Every moment is a small piece,
Every day a tiny bend,
On the road of life we walk or run,
Hoping to make every minute count,
Praying all the pieces fit together,
To form a masterpiece we can mount,
God sees every experience and action,
Using them for our good,
Interlocking the puzzle pieces,
So we can see where we once stood.
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