JIGSAWS

Random pieces of life 
I try to weave them together 
Into a tapestry 
The picture plays in my mind 
In never-ending spools 
Of beautifully hued pageantry
But somehow 
It just refuses to come together 
Sitting there forlorn 
Like a baffling, unsolved mystery 

Maybe 
My picture is a little distorted 
Or maybe 
All I got were a few warped pieces 
Do I need to straighten them out 
Or file their edges into shape 
Did I pick the wrong bits 
Maybe 
They belong to another puzzle 
At least, some of them, 
That's why they never seem to fit... 

MS