Broken, but only in spirit,
That can mend in time.
We are not a slice of bread,
But the whole loaf.
Each is in the same world,
But aspirations differ.
Some are blessed with keen mind,
While others are thinkers.
Each has a plan for the future,
While others make it their own.
History will make little note
Of all, but a few, that are born.
Love ya!
Jane
well done
Kathy