MISSING PART
Sometimes, we meet someone,
We think are great and lots of fun,
They stay awhile and then they go,
Where to?... we never know.
Then on another rainy day,
Someone else will come our way,
Like the lifetime missing part,
They fit the puzzle of our heart.
They want to stay and share forever,
Not come and go in pretty weather.
Through all the thorns, they find a rose,
They give to us with so much hope.
Their love just flows into our heart...
We know- they are the missing part.