Glass
You broke me into pieces
Slammed a sheet of glass
Which was only cracked
Down onto the floor
You didn't move or grab
A dust pan or even a broom
Not a single finger lifted
As your heavy arms rested
You didn't sweep me up
The pieces of me were all left
Scattered shards and glittering dust
Littered across the floor
You walked out the door
I hope you don't worry because
Lately, people see beauty
In broken glass and open doors
Slammed a sheet of glass
Which was only cracked
Down onto the floor
You didn't move or grab
A dust pan or even a broom
Not a single finger lifted
As your heavy arms rested
You didn't sweep me up
The pieces of me were all left
Scattered shards and glittering dust
Littered across the floor
You walked out the door
I hope you don't worry because
Lately, people see beauty
In broken glass and open doors