This is a friend of mine who just started using Patreon again. She’s gifted and writes with a hope that still takes into account life’s anguish. I’m so very proud of her…
My wings were broken
before they could even spread.
It wasn’t you,
never your fault.
It has always been mine.
I tried to lift and carry you up
and away from your sorrows
and tears.
But you’d rather bleed than heal,
weep than build.
Yet even now I hope for you!
Pray for you,
love you.
I can’t help it, for I know that
there are wings on your back
that sprout to life in spite of you.
I just couldn’t be your wings,
broken or whole.
I have my own to fix.
My wings were broken
before they could even spread.
It wasn’t you,
never your fault.
It has always been mine.
I tried to lift and carry you up
and away from your sorrows
and tears.
But you’d rather bleed than heal,
weep than build.
Yet even now I hope for you!
Pray for you,
love you.
I can’t help it, for I know that
there are wings on your back
that sprout to life in spite of you.
I just couldn’t be your wings,
broken or whole.
I have my own to fix.
– Gigi Lynden
T L Harty 
This is beautiful 💛
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