Hiding

it is today the thing of dreams
circle 'round the bend
that makes is all come again
more than I could mend

things will break and stuff will shatter
making life seem hard
but just a breath, a thought away
finds the missing shard

a puzzle is all it's meant to be
no worries love for now
find the parts one by one
without the worry of how

lessons come hard and fast
without concern for timing
so work away to fit the pieces
and i will hide here rhyming