Month: December 2019


~ Broken Winged Child ~

~ Broken Winged Child~ Daddy smiled and called me his ‘Broken Winged Child’… I hear his smile from a distance as I let go of his strong hand. Eyes, looking back on him, reflecting what he wanted to see…and what I was to be; a Broken Winged Child. He tells me I live in a place that people left a long time ago, with … Read More ~ Broken Winged Child ~

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