H.+Extended+Metaaphor+Poem

Emotions Like rain, tears flow down her face Into a pond of deep darkness She can’t fathom the reality of the Truth. Truth of happiness... Flying her way Two wing and white like a Dove She wonders if the joy will skip her Will she ever laugh, like thunder crackling in the sky? Or… Smile, as a rainbow over Ireland. Tears begin to dry, the dove has returned. No long does the ocean currents arrive on her face, Comes the deserter, dry and plain. Joy comes from the white creature. Away darkness. Hello love