Eloquence (A Poetry Book)

Legos

You built your life out of Lego pieces,
Trying not to break,
Or pull the pieces apart.
But tornados happen,
And hurricane occur,
Your little Lego life was no more.
But you picked up the pieces,
The left remains,
And tried once more.
Because a little Lego house is what you adored.
Quiet,
Calm,
Built with everything you wanted.
A perfect life that you could live,
An extravagant story that you could tell.
But tornados happen,
And hurricanes occur,
And in the end all that was left was nothing but a door.