Wednesday Writings – The Broken Angel

The Broken Angel – by Peter Ainscough

There’s an angel in my garden
And she has a broken wing.
She can never fly to Heaven,
Nor can she ever sing,
With the great angelic chorus,
Which praises God all day.
So she stays here in my garden
And praises God that way.

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