Two White Doves

Feathers fall from a sky so high.

From a branch they take off,

with hearts so light.

A wind between the two will carry,

them through a sky, high, and scary.

The flight goes on between the two.

Through clouds and winds, that harshly blew.

A tempest will stall them, and they will fall then.

The rains will fall, but they stay dry,

when flying high, in the sky.

Above it all, they see the world.

A place of turmoil, and hearts that coil.

A twisting dive, that risks their lives.

Ends with them side by side.

With tears abound, and feathers around.

Side by side, they soared the skies.