My Broken Wing
My Broken Wing
Here’s the thing
we’re all born with two wings
some we lose along the way
some stay on and allow you to fly away
what if you lose one or both they say?
you fall into a darkness that’s hard to pray and you try to pull yourself out from the foray some will make it, for you I pray
i lost a wing along the way
the other is broken but it’s okay
it’s holding on with a band aide
with hopes that the light within will not fade
it’s a crazy thing, life’s parade
sometimes it feels like a giant masquerade
where everyone’s floundering or playing a charade
for me, with one broken wing
i try each day to cling to the glimmer of hope and light I pray that i will be alright, okay
some may think i’m weak and bad
but we’re born as we are, and we can’t feel sad we try to fly out from the darkness as best we can so we may be better than how it began
my broken wing, band aided on
you lift me up when i’m not strong
it’s a battle within you see
with a tiny voice who is trying to be free and solace she finds while at the sea
water and sunlight are her nectars of life they help shut out all the strife
her little wing flies as well as she can with hopes that they’ll love her even with her deep pain
which some may say is all in vain little wing, little wing, please shine on
may those she cares for look upon
her struggles and triumphs, her willingness to try even though with one broken wing, it’s hard to fly.
by A.E. Palmer May 14, 2022