she soars like an eagle
learning not just to fly
but flying with a broken wing
on familiar path with an old friend
he cheers her on through the pain
you are strong, he says
she turns her eyes to him
and he sees the tears in her eyes
he flies closer to her
“it takes a while,tomorrow will be better”
on his back he carries her to rest.
on the wings of love, every height counts.
on the wings of love, home isnt just a place.