Where the story starts

what is this I see
another peice of me
as I walk the trail
I find my peices there
peices that were lost
stolen ripped and goen
peices that were never there
but by grace
and love
are won
peices that others hold
peices that fit true
never once expecting
a peice to be you
you fit
so well
right here
in place
that I am out of words
you fit
so well
right here
it seems
i've another lesson to learn
He guides my life
my Lord
my love
He guides you and me
it seems
for now
He's guiding us
to something yet unseen
walk with me
a while my dear
before we have to part
and maybe
just maybe here
is where the story starts