Sometimes we give until we have nothing left…..
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My soul cries out
To be made whole again
Where did I lose
Such an integral part
Of myself?
Somewhere along the line
I lost sight of ME
On what my Creator
Intended for me
To do and to be
So busy filling the gaps
In everyone else’s life
That there now lies
A gaping, bleeding
Hole in my own
My very life force
Once carefully meted out
Into this world
Is now a raging river
Flowing out of me
Faster than time itself
Never to return
Where will I find
The missing pieces
When everything I’ve sent out
Has returned to me void
Doled out to people with
Open hands and closed hearts
I have to rectify this
Take time to invest in me
Find my God-given purpose
And fulfill it while I have time
My soul cries out
To be completed
© 2009 – Andrea J. Shannon
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