Who Am I Now?
By Ferna Lary
I was a thousand-piece puzzle put together
And I knew who I was, and why.
The pieces fit together so nicely
As we walked through this life, you and I.
But you've left me and now this puzzle
Has been tossed and whirled about,
And I can't seem to put it together.
For some of the pieces are left out.
So who am I now that you've left me?
How does this puzzle of me take shape?
The pieces don't quite fit together.
Not even using glue and some tape.
I wish I had something to go by,
Like a photo of me all complete,
So I could see if the pieces are placed right.
Or if I should just give up in defeat.
Yes, who am I now that you're gone?
I know I'm not the same as before
This puzzle of me is missing pieces . .
Critical ones from down in my core.
I'll just keep turning the pieces over
Until I find who I'm supposed to be.
It's just going to take some time, Lord,
To figure out this picture of me.