BROKEN WINGS
You came to me with wings that were broken.
You said you could not fly,
You said your life had no meaning,
no one could answer questions, Why?
You said that you were tired
and could no longer go on,
You needed one to hold you,
a word to make your spirit strong.
Your eyes were red and drooping,
they could not face the light of day,
You wanted me to touch you
and take the pains away.
I looked as you slowly walked,
dragging wings by your side,
With open arms I welcomed you in,
into my love to hide.
I took those wings so tender,
bruised and hurt, filled with pain,
I also took your broken spirit,
and the aches from memory lane.
Within my hands I held you,
as a baby in mother's arms,
Gently, I whispered my promise to you,
"I'll protect you from all harm".
My words were strong and loving,
I told you, you were mine,
I watched as you grew strong
over the course of time.
When your spirit lifted
and broken wings became so strong,
No longer could I hold you,
you had to fly along.
Remember when I held you close
on that dark and lonely day?
When you think of the pains you had,
remember how they went away.
On that day when you see one,
trying to fly with broken wings,
Use your strength, be their guide,
speak of precious things.
Remember the words I taught you,
love conquers all, it will never die.
Your wings are strong, your spirit restored,
go on, my beautiful eagle, FLY.
by Michelle Edwin Trotman
