Is my poem okay or is it just another cliche love poem?

The scarlet winds of springtime


breathes life into these frozen wings of winter.


Oh, how these once icy tears


used to weep through my eyes!





But now I know no sorrow;


all my troubles melt away.


For into your open arms of warmth,


a smile says, I'll stay.





Hey, butterfly. Butterfly, flutter by


and draw a rainbow for these gracious skies.


No troubled cloud is able to cry


for you, butterfly.





So fly with me through the summer and the fall


when those lazy leaves can day-dream


while our two souls soar on the trickling breeze


through the troughs and trees.





And all our thoughtless troubles


will be a thousand miles away.


And i'll be able to open my wings and fly


with your sweetest smiles that say,





Hey, butterfly. Butterfly, flutter by


and draw a rainbow for these gracious skies.


My troubled clouds won't cry a touch of rain


for you fly with so much love, little butterfly.

Is my poem okay or is it just another cliche love poem?
The only part I found to be overly cliche is the second stanza. I like the sort of refrain of the poem. I particularly like the line, "Hey butterfly. Butterfly, flutter by." I just find it really neat.