BROKEN WINGS
I listen to the rain
And think of my mother
Leaning over me
Whispering my name
Over and over
As tears filled her eyes
She was a sad woman
Married to a brute
From an evil family
Who she tried to rescue
From his pit of despair
Till he pulled her in with him
Now when it rains
I remember that night
When she hovered over me
A crippled angel
Unable to take me
And fly away
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