In spring it becomes obvious
how lovely you really are my
baby my baby my baby
soft voiced but strong
In summer it is unavoidable
you strutted right into bedstuy
without a sweat it seemed
from the outside tho you say
In fall it is clearer than ever
the murderers drop facade
and the world goes smaller and
crueler but you do not my dear
Wintertime you knock back on
my door, you wear the year well
we sit on hardwood floor
played cards, the cats fur
tickles us, spring again!
This time this time will be
different because we say so
because the seasons change
our love only grows the
children laugh and we laugh back
Sweetness, my sweet one don't
look back don't stop for a minute
the future is where we live
Aida Rends 