Puppeteer

I can’t think of a word

That would bring people near

Can’t think of a line

That would make it all clear

For I am the puppet

Plus I hold the strings

Tell both the joke

And dance toward the wings

Make sure the smile

Stays planted in place

Bring both the timber

And lipstick, in case

Be sure to bring twine

And a candlestick too

For I can’t be broken

I must be seen by you

I smile my smile

Laugh all of my words

Can’t think of a time

That I was last heard

For I am a puppet

A disjointed thing

Unable to hide

My tears and my strings

Make sure the smile

Stays planted in place

Bring both the timber

And lipstick, in case

Be sure to bring twine

And a candlestick to me

For since I am broken

It’s time you all see

Holding

Holding on to what might have been

Is like holding on to a cloud

It was beautiful at one time

Yet left without a sound

I cannot reconcile my head

With the heart that I still own

I'm stuttered and disrupted

A broken unset bone

Crying about what was lost

Is like wishing for a wave

A masterpiece that once occurred

A wonder that can't be saved

I beg for you, sweet memory

Please grant me a reprieve

Let me go on with life

For I can no longer grieve