Day: April 26, 2015

Second Chance

In the end we are all left with nothing

She or he who dies last, only dies the loneliest

The smile from your face

Runs down your chin in drops,

Which collect at the edge of the table

In the end we were left hold thoughts

Of could have been, of days that glowed

But just like winter,

These cold days won’t last forever

There will be a brand new beginning

A fresh start to this race

A chance to collect all the pieces,

A chance to reassemble the puzzle,

To look at this situation and realize,

Just like the sun,

There will be a second chance

A new beginning

© Dicky J Loweman 2015




I stood over it

Looking down, in wonder

A fragment

One tiny piece, without a home

What is it?

Where did it come from?

How did it get here,

In the middle of this large room?

part broken off

An isolated, unfinished, and incomplete part

There’s a story behind this

How it got here, where it belongs

But this tiny fragment isn’t saying

It speaks no words about

How it was torn from the rest

And why it now sits,

Out of working order

And not functioning properly

In the middle of this large room

With no other pieces like it

© Dicky J Loweman 2015