The Sage and the Jigsaw Puzzle

A wise old Sage with wrinkled face
Sat quietly in his special place
With puzzle pieces spread all around
He made not a single sound

He worked with care, piece by piece
His wisdom on full display, at least
He knew just where each one belonged
With patience and skill, he never wronged

As the puzzle began to take shape
A sense of pride, he couldn’t escape
For he knew that just like this game
Life can be solved with focus and aim

With a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye
He knew the answer, never to lie
So let us learn from this old Sage
And in life’s puzzles, let us engage.

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