
The Season's Child
Silky, soft, snow white skin
Glowing red, a hinting grin
Locks of blazing fire trickle near
Graceful life soon shall begin
Twinkling blue eve so clear,
Framing brazen green, so sincere
Drapes among the trees of woe
Tender flowers blossom here
For a careful child below
Gentle strokes appear to grow
Calming terror, before you stands
Visioms of gossamer I bestow
Grip tight on your hands
The shallow mind expands
Brushing by on loving wing
Sending a summer's demands
Nature's servant be the king
Tall pride as a sharp sting
Smaller child rules the wind
And the seasons beginning spring