Puzzling
The strangest gift you ever received
Was a jigsaw puzzle.
Bits were missing; disappointing -
As if you were trying
To piece your back life together,
Finding the most important
Parts were never there.
It was a jigsaw of a horse.
The missing pieces were his eyes.
A majestic, white stallion,
Blindly galloping across barren plains,
Mane flaying against the wind;
Having no sense of where he was going
Or where he had been.
Separated from the herd,
He would battle on regardless
And never falter; fearless against the unseen.
Blindness can never defeat the brave,
Though they may be lonely in their quest.
You found the pieces that were his eyes,
Jammed underneath the lid;
They were brown eyes, warm and doleful.
You completed the puzzle so he could see the
Landscape unfolding before him.
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