TD (12/6/41 to? / Amersham, Buckinghamshire)


I saw an angel with a broken wing
I saw an angel cry
I mended it with bits of string
And told her she could fly.

I handed her my handkerchief
To wipe the tear away
And told her all was well again
I think I made her day.

She thanked me with an angel's kiss
And like a butterfly
She closed her wings then opened them
And rose into the sky.

Now she is back in heaven
And I'm here on the ground
And I think somehow that we got
Our roles the wrong way round.

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Comments (2)

cutie poem here.. no worry, for sure she'll never forget you =)
Lovely read. Compassion for the angel. But not to worry some day we all shall trade places.