Since the first breath of life,

one adventure to the next,

I can only reflect back in fondness

to the scattered pieces of my heart.

Tall buildings and skyscrapers

lies, amidst, piece one.

Twin Cities separated by the

shinning, shimmering Mississippi River.

Memories of kayaks and bicycle rides

through the evergreen, forever green

trees.

Trees climb back into my mind

as piece two hides peacefully inside

Rocky Mountain terrain.

Cool nights of pine and sleeping bags,

millions upon millions of stars,

Heavens dancing to our acoustic

sounds.

Sounds begin the third piece,

the buzz of the Kansas City skyline,

whispers of the Great Plains.

Dancing through life, discovering our own style,

our own music, our own

lives.

As I look to the future,

these pieces left behind, these lessons learned,

I only hope, one day,

there will be a thousand pieces scattered

throughout the world

and the world within me.