Summers Child

Summer's child
Smiles and feeds me
Autumn loves try to please me
Older now, in your silence
Better day of less violence
Winter's child, says she needs me
Sadness clouds your eyes
You can not see
Soon will come times
You'll look back
At what now and the little
We don't let it burn in your head
Turn away from the times that were sad
Summer's child
Smiles and feeds me
Autumn loves try to please me