Pieces of Me

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

I gave you pieces of me
I shared with you my humor
I saved for you my pain
I plastered my tears for all to see
I gave you all those pieces of me

I sent you my thoughts in the mail
I walked over to you my silly insecurities
I flipped through the pages of my mind
For all the heartaches I could find
I reached into my bag of flaws

And I handed over to you those pieces of me
I delved way down deep for all the love
And to you I ran with my accomplishments
My goals you say you knew
I sought you out to give you my prayers

I received hurts an with you I dedicated pieces of me
I released to you my family secrets
I betrayed for you things told me by my friends
I stimulated for you my intellectual mind
I sat my comfort aside for your pleasure
I know that in this distribution there were pieces of me

The plight of the weather I rewarded you with
The distances in time I locked in your soul
The chimes of a clock I possessed for you
The flutter of a bird’s wing I saved for just you
I now sit here in all my giving of pieces of you

And I am confounded stupefied and happy
I am elated, satisfied, and somewhat conditioned as to you I lend
The flowers of a new beginning in
The End