Do your eyes not bleed with salty tears of fire
when dark clouds form to hide the light blue sky?
Do you dare to question your true desire?
For when your smile fades, does not your spirit die?

Come play my child, with these wondrous seasons
for quickly they do come and disappear.
Ignore the worlds heartless sins and treasons,
they should never touch your fragile ear.

Dance with the wind-blown silky petals,
they always seem to soothe your soul somehow.
Soon the wind will stop and they will settle,
but you should not worry about that now.

The world's only hope hides within your eyes,
don't cloud your innocence with your saddened cries.