Broken Wings

Wrote this a few years ago. I like it. It was for class; we had to write a concrete poem.

Mother’s anxiety.

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Dad’s disappointment.

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Daughter’s failure.

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Breath lost

Weights heavy

Tears everywhere

Why can’t I fly?

 

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Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Neat poem. I guess when we're broken we have to find the wind the will carry us until we mend.
It doesn't help when the rest of the family is broken and weighing you down. By 'you' I mean the subject. :)
Good poem.

[Ravenwing]

Thanks! I'm glad you like it! And indeed, about the wind! :)