Puzzle Pieces

They hold the pieces in the hand,
keep them covered to hide their image,
still it makes you want to know
even more what they possess,
so they speak their words,
only you have no idea if it is accurate.

And some day, some where
that puzzle will be finished,
yet perhaps never for you to see,
or maybe eventually they will,
but long after they have forgotten
what they told you it really was.

Inside though there are the memories
of the times such puzzles held real answers,
makes it so hard to not look again
unto the same source for solutions.

If only you could be sure
these who possess those pieces
were willing to be honest,
yet it never happens.

All you get to do
is take their word and plan with fragile hope
that however the image is in reality
you plans around what you’re told
will be beneficial and not a joke.