Pieces

So many little pieces of you
Are becoming a part of me
I’m not sure what it is you do
But I can plainly see
That I am not the woman now
That once I used to be….

So many little pieces of you
Softly intertwine
With a kiss of gentle dew
Around my heart and mind
It seems the woman I once knew
Has somehow been left behind….

So many little pieces of you
Wrap me in a prayer
I’m no longer sure what is me or you
And I don’t really care
Because so many little pieces of you
Have become me, unawares

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Janet Martin