With the strength of a broken angel
I was cast upon this land,
alone and without guidance,
not knowing what God planned.
My only misdemeanour
was to love an earth bound soul,
a man who could no longer cope
his shattered life not whole.
At first he wanted nothing
but friendship strong and true,
with our time together
feelings changed and grew.
He called me ‘his sweet angel’,
I kept him from lifes harms,
my wings cradled his body
he held me in his arms.
I knew I was at fault
for loving this lonely man,
what was I to do
as our life together began.
Powers now diminished
my love grows ever strong,
a broken angel, weak but loved,
I know now, I belong.
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
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