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I Am Broken

My heart shattered When you shut me out I’m trying to repair it But there’s pieces missing A piece remains with my late husband Who I will love ‘til the end of time Some pieces went with my pugs When they crossed the Rainbow Bridge Yet with death, there’s acceptance Because of the finality of it You put the remaining pieces together In a beautiful, yet fragile mosaic In time, you allow yourself To feel alive again I got too close to you And you shattered my mosaic Despite my best efforts to let you go You still have a piece of my heart I’m trying to put the pieces back together But they just don’t seem to fit I have come to the realization that I am broken I need to find the glue To hold the remnants together

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 12/7/2019 6:28:00 PM
Like a lovely vase, broken and glued...not the same but turned to your beautiful side.
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Date: 9/12/2019 9:28:00 AM
The Japanese have an art form where they glue the pieces of broken pottery with either Silver or Gold. It becomes more beautiful because of the imperfections. I wrote a piece titled Broken People. You might appreciate it. Type Broken People Richard Lamoureux in the box at the top of the page to find it.
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Date: 3/23/2019 7:27:00 AM
Dear Lorna You depicted Broken as only one, who has been shattered...can! May I offer a heartfelt suggestion? The glue is just a prayer away.
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