Sculpted

 

You took my skeleton out of my body and molded my spine to stand straight.

With your skilled hands you took me apart and put me back together, like you had done so many times. 

In one piece, after so many years - you taught me what it was like to stand alon

You sculpted my wings in perfect likeness of yours. 

With each feather, you gave me hope and confidence. 

I was an angel - created by your hands and heart.

No wonder it is so hard to look away, you created me from the image of you. 

You became my angel, and I became theirs. 

 

 

 

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