Take these broken wings, <br />And mend them with your love. <br />Teach my heart those things, <br />That are, allied to a dove. <br />Let my soul then soar, <br />To heights unknown and new, <br />That it may then explore, <br />This vision, that is you. <br /> <br />Take my voice, which rings <br />With joy, when you are near. <br />Hear, when my heart sings <br />Sweet melodies so clear. <br />Let this sound vibrate, <br />Until the heavens chime, <br />And we will then pulsate <br />Fused together, for all time. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-wings/
