Piece by Piece

Like the morning dove,
who patiently,
day after day,
slowly builds her nest,

Who steadfastly and repeatedly
flies to the ground, finds a piece of dried grass and
returns to the tree,
over and over again,

We must hang in there,
and slowly, gradually,
piece by piece,
build our dreams.

From: The Changing Colors in a Sunset
By C. Derk Janssen

This is from Derk's first book of poetry. A second is about ready for publication.