Frozen Love

Snow drifts, around the bank,
Ice caped ridges, frozen lake.
He cannot go home,
His wings broken, stuck, too cold.

He heard her call, to go home,
His instincts scream, needing warmth,
But still he sits in the frozen snow,
Hollow bones, he grows old.

In the spring, the flowers bloom,
Temperatures rise, warm as June
His icy perch melts away,
Wings are stiff, he’s soaked with rain.

So when he fell into the lake-
He couldn’t swim, nor fly away.
And he drowned, with his love-
For she too died, a frozen dove.