A Single Shard

March 10, 2010
A single shard,
destroyed it seems
All my work is for nothing,
the tears come then.
A robber came and wrought
My hopes are shattered.
But then
An idea floats before
my eyes, Perhaps
there is still hope!
Joy floods through me
as I set out again with
new found purpose.

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