The Winter;
The death of nature, a lie
Told to children of years ago
They know now that it was all nothing but a lie,
They miss the innocence of believing lies
The innocence of a life torn apart by
Warmer weather
The Spring
Life and rebirth, a tale
Told to us when we were young
We know that it was all nothing but a lie,
We miss the innocence of believing lies
The innocence of a life torn apart by
A sprouting tree
The Summer
A time of Growth and life, a story
Told to our children, whenever they may be born
The may know it is all a lie
The Autumn
A time of harvest, the truth
Told to our Grandchildren
They are naïve, they believe.