The Jigsaw puzzle of Life

I was doing a colossal jigsaw puzzle on my kitchen table yesterday
As I randomly tried each bit, I thought it was like a journey of our lifetime in a way 

A guesstimate of supposals,
Only s sneaking suspicion,
Just a shot in the dark
Trawling thru the hundreds of pieces with a ‘Much the same’, but not identical mark

Day to day decisions with uncertainties lies ahead
Not knowing exactly what your day will bring as you think in your bed
Even if one has something arranged & tho you know the precise hour
It’s not a definate absolute,
plans can change out of our power

Life is like a jigsaw puzzle of wonderment & unpredictability
A questionable quandary of perplexity
Yes we may have the fragments
Infront of us, supposing they are all there
But fitting them alltogether is a mystery of ‘Which?, Why? & Where?’

Our seconds & minutes continuousy turn
Of that there is no doubt
Yet time provides no meticulousness
for humanities ‘Live-out’
One has a smithereen of sure sanguine, a planned activity
Tho alike my jigsaw puzzle, it is so full of changeability