“Patterns”
I fold my puzzle pieces into the shape of a dragon,
On the box it presents a picture of clocks,
Confused by the way it turned out I challenge myself to redo it.
It has to be perfect just like it was meant to look like on the box,
Flipping the box over I realize the puzzle pieces are interchangeable,
Giving out a big sign of relief I glance up from table nobody’s here.
Magic lives within us all for this is the purpose of creation,
To share what we have with others, making true connections in life.