It was in pieces when I was born
In spite of this, I tried to love
But my welcome sign said "out worn"
The family and friends I once had
So long ago and so far away
Not even one attempted to hear
Not even one intended to stay
I have always known I was flawed
I found those pieces now and then
And all my life I prayed to God
He would put them together again
©S. Austin Vincoski
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