My Poor Little Broken-Winged Bird

12^th Mar, 2018

My poor little broken-winged bird,
I know my sounds are absurd,
But my heart is fairly stirred,
And so, I’ll share my word.

Your flight was quite trying,
Full of lying, crying, dying.
Downright horrifying,
Overall, horribly terrifying.

You were pushed, shoved,
Feeling unloved,
You hid your tears,
And gulped all your fears.

Now I found you here,
With my heart, near,
To my soul very dear,
But still, you fear.

Fear that I’ll leave,
That I’ll disappear,
That I will deceive,
And so, you disbelieve.

I hold you so tight,
Encourage your flight,
Protect you from blight,
Try to ease your fright.

Your heart still beats fast,
Don’t run, ‘cause at last,
Your longing was heard,
My sweet little broken-winged bird.