Aug

Scraps

By Kelly

Found in one of my journals (written several years ago although I don’t know exactly when) :

My heart is full of scraps.

Like the scraps of paper that are stuffed in my writing drawer.

Bits of thoughts,

Pieces of dreams,

Snippets of secrets,

Glimpses of moments.

Someone help me sew them together and make them make sense.

Weave me a tale,

Tell me a story,

Show me an answer.