Like a fragile bird with a broken wing,You are wounded and you cannot fly.
People tell you that you'll heal, slowly, gradually, as time goes by.
Like a beautiful songbird, unable to sing, like a swallow unable to swoop or soar.
You are fragile now, and delicate, But this will not last forever more.
You're a beautiful woman, with strength and faith,.Your heart as deep as the Ocean blue,
Your kindness expounds, though you're saddled with pain.
We are blessed to know you and your love so true.
We love you, dear Ruth and will always be here, if ever you find yourself crushed again.
We're with you to help you pick up the pieces. Hold you,Love you and take all the strain.
At the moment you cannot see far ahead,or imagine no broken wing and no wounds.
But you surely will heal , although you'll have scars.
Your pain will rise up and soar to the stars.
You deserve to be happy. You love and you give,
Even now while each day is difficult to live.
You're special, dear Ruth and always will be.
When hurting too much, then you must come to me.
I'll dry all your tears and tend to your scars,
Then life will continue. Painfull but true.
Being the one left behind , it is hardest on you.
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