Precious Piece by Paul Kohn

Precious Pieces 
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“I’m sorry for everything that has ever hurt you," I cry out.
The pain you feel, I feel, bleeding from the same wounds that afflict you.
“Know I am deeply sorry, but know I am patient and strong.”
Believing in something far greater than me, I press on with courage.
To fight for you, for me, for what is right, for what we believe in.
I gently clean your open wounds, bandage them so no scars remain.
I help you back to your feet, steady you as you stand, walk again.
But there is something still not right. 
My head hangs in shame.
Then I see it, your broken heart shattered before me on the floor.
The pieces stain my fingers as I carefully gather them, pick them up. 
You look at me, wonder why I’m here.
The tears stream down my face as I put each precious piece back into place.
“I am here to mend your perfect heart with my imperfect hands.”

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Paul Kohn is a writer of poetry and short stories, performer of spoken word, and creator of music and lyrics. Residing in South Australia, Paul writes as a way of processing, understanding, healing and growing, and shares his work in the hope that it helps others too. Words at https://paulrkohn.wordpress.com/ Twitter: @mikanopy

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