Scattered pieces of a life untold
Choices made, both brave and bold
Each card I’ve drawn has shaped my way
Building a hand that’s mine someday
The deck still holds what I can’t see
The game’s not done; there’s more to be
I’ll draw again, with steady hands
From this life’s deck, where promise stands
Each piece I hold, both bright and flawed
Will one day form my perfect card
Some cards were fleeting, some stayed too long
Yet every one has made me strong
This deck of mine, no guide, no rules
But every draw rewrites the tools
The deck still holds what lies ahead
My hand’s not done; I’m not misled
I’ll draw again, with steady hands
From this life’s deck, where promise stands
Each piece I hold, both bright and flawed
Will one day form my perfect card
The cards align, the vision’s clear
Each step I take draws hope near
No wasted turn, no path in vain
It all completes this life’s refrain
I’ll draw again, with steady hands
From this life’s deck, where promise stands
Each piece I hold, both bright and flawed
Will one day form my perfect card
I’ll draw again, the journey’s bright
With every card, I’ll find my light
This deck of dreams, it’s in my hands
I’ll build the life where my truth stands