jigsaw puzzle

I listen to the bell
For the postman to ring
I wait at the door,
For the letter he will bring!

Not a love letter,
My heart craves for
None the less, a life's letter;
My heart will die for.

My progress card is on the way,
That my mom should never see.
So I snatch it,
And tear it before the read!

Torn into pieces,
Was a letter of merit,
Never read, and never seen,
It's now torn asunder!

Fitting the pieces,
I play the puzzle-
A jigsaw,
My heart will die for!!

--
Jagadeesh
15/12/2oo7