Broken Wings, Learn to Fly

April 8, 2016

Air beneath your wings,

fly once more you will.

Courage behind your soul,

offer help as you will.

Broken wings pain you now,

perching up high on the sill.

Look below,

the world beckons you still.

Broken wings serve you well,

serve your purpose, now.

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