Broken Wing A poem is likeA broken wing, andThis birdI kneeledDown and scoopedUp with myHands to mendA broken wing,So, he can fly Others are Reading Night Fantasy Great Baseball Memories Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: The Light Inside Valentine’s Day in China – Roses and Songs, Love and Loneliness A ‘Freak of Nature’ The Power of Moonlight Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − three = 2