My heart is an unfinished puzzle
the missing pieces
can cause my heart
to sometimes
ache
anticipate
hurt
and dream
I can imagine I know what the pieces look like
a strong hand holding mine
small faces to kiss at night
watch over in life
but those may not be
the pieces that fit
Only One truly knows
how to complete it
He sees the picture
and knows the pieces
He satisfies my unfinished heart
as it awaits all the parts
They may not be what I dream of
but I can trust
they will finish the puzzle
of my intentionally made heart


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