23 januari 2017 Hans Nordsiek

Broken wings

My wings are broken, I am forced to land

My engine has stopped, my tail is bent

Just moments ago, my plane was all right

My plans are shattered by seven red lights

Time to take action has suddenly gone

I try to imagine what must have gone wrong

In a flash of brightness, it comes to my mind

I treated my plane not so very kind


While cleaning her wings before we would fly

My eyes were distracted by a wonderful sky

Now she tells me a lesson of friendship and care

Your mind and eyes should be constantly here


When you treat me with tender and give me your love

I will remember when we are above

I may not be able to take care of it all

But I’ll be your friend in case we stall