The Shape of Me

Before the sun rose in it’s brilliance

Before the earth awoke with wonders

You knew the shape of me.

Fashioning every single piece

Forming every part of me.

Piece by piece you place each

Passion, characteristic, definition

Into the shape of me.

Relentlessly seeking

To make the perfect pieces.

As master craftsman you know

Each atom and molecule

That make up the shape of me.

Having crafted these uniquely

To make what defines

The shape of me.

Copyright by Mary Beth Weaver

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