Pieces of Past

Like a hailstorm

they rain down,

sprinkling the scene:

Torn-off corners and

assorted snatches

of old photographs,

infinitesimal fragments

of glossy snapshots

poised from this angle

and that,

a jumbled jigsaw

of scattered colors,

dim outlines,

and missing sections . . .

all awaiting the Hand that will

retrieve the lost segments,
retouch the fading hues,

and reassemble history
fractioned.