"Broken Wings"A Poem by Valentine"Broken Wings" When love is new, we seem to fly,
Like the wild birds in the sky.;
And the heart is happy and free,
Just as it was meant to be...
And love rises upon the wings,
Of promises and all good things.
Never wanting, to come to rest,
And lie within a lover's breast.
It flies free...until the day,
One grows lax...and it flies away.
Falling to earth with a broken wing,
Never to fly... or soar again.
We try to mend the broken wing,
To remove the lies and all sad things;
But no matter how hard we try...
T'will never again soar as high.
When a heart is broken then later ,mended
You never forget when it was left untended.
And like the wild bird with the broken wing,
It will never fly high or freee again.
A broken heart...is like a broken wing,
For it will never soar...as high again.
Valentine
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