What I read, what I wrote, what I got back.

what I read...  

 http://beta.journals.aol.com/lucylouladybug/OnTheTipOfMyWings/entries/552      

 what I wrote...     

 Great thought so late on a friday night. Reminds me of the Martina Mc Bride song below. My Mother bought me the cd for my birthday in the middle of my nightmare of a divorce and said how the song reminded her of how strong I am.  
 

 She loved like he was the last man on earth. gave him everything she ever had.
He’d break her spirit down, then come lovin’ up on her. give a little, then
Take it back. she’d tell him about her dreams - he’d just shoot ’em down. lord,
He loved to make her cry. "you’re crazy for believin’ you’ll ever leave the
Ground." he said "only angels know how to fly."
And with a broken wing, she still sings. she’ keeps an eye on the sky. with a
Broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see her fly.
One sunday mornin’, she didn’t go to church. he wondered why she didn’t leave.
He went up to her bedroom, found a note by the window, with the curtains
Blowin’ in the breeze, and with a broken wing, she still sings. she keeps an
Eye on the sky. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to
See her fly. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see
Her fly. (with a broken wing oooooh) 

 

  what I got back...

That was my marriage in a nutshell.  Thanks for sharing that with me.  I have a thing about wings.... Another thing we have in common it seems... But we fly now, I know we do. Love you, Penny