I Write Mediocre Poetry

A caged heart unable again to love,
Like a frightened dove,

Seeking to break free and soar above the sky,
To escape all the torment and endless lies,

The Spring rain releasing the aching pains,
Wiping away all of the soul's stains,
To break free from all the chains,

The Summer wind brings forth the renewal and warmth of a cool ocean breeze,
No longer needing to please,
The dove will now float free and be completely at ease...