Happiness Come in Pieces

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Happiness is like a crystal,
Fair and exquisite and clear,
Broken in a million pieces,
Shattered, scattered, far and near.

Now and then along life’s pathway,
Some shining fragments fall;
But there are so many pieces
No one ever finds them all.

You may find a bit of beauty
Or an honest share of wealth,
While another just beside you
Gathers honor, love or health.

Vain to choose or grasp unduly,
Broken is the perfect ball;
And there are so many pieces
No one ever finds them all.

Yet the wise, as on they journey,
Treasure every fragment clear,
Fit them as they come together,
Imagining the shattered sphere,

Learning ever to be thankful,
Though their share of it is small.
For it has so many pieces,
No one ever finds them all.

-Priscilla Leonard
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