Mandy Lee Poems
Broken Feathered Bird
Broken feathered bird, don't mourn your wing.
You can't fly, but oh you can sing.
You can sing of your dreams in which you soar,
You can sing of your hopes that form your core.
You can dream of your hopes, and hope for your dreams.
Mayhaps you find there's more to broken feathers than as it seems.
Broken feathered bird, please don't despair,
Broken feathered bird, there are people who care.
Death Of The Soul
The tears keep flowing,
the blood won't stem.
my open heart glows,
like a blood red gem.
Those words still hurt,
those thoughts still pain.
you hurt me even though you knew
you had nothing to gain.