You flew too high for any mortal, <br />when love first struck you, <br />but then one-day love didn’t sing, <br />and you ended up, an angel with a broken wing. <br /> <br />Your tears flow with every hour; <br />your cries are filled with pain. <br />You played at the game of love and lost; <br />now you’re an angel with a broken wing. <br /> <br />Like almost everything in loves game, <br />you will find that with time, <br />life can be wonderful again, <br />and mend an angel with a broken wing.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-angel-with-a-broken-wing/
