Spring I was young. A babe giddy and green

Daffodils weaved in my hair and feet bare

Frolicking like a forest sprite, a queen

To be. Cheeks pinkened, a secret to share

In Summer. Nights, the stars glittered and the moon,

Drunk and amorous, wed me in it's light

Then, I was eternal. I was attune

Until Autumn's jealous wind brought it's plight

A plague to shake and steal leaves from my tree

Left me stripped and barren. My bark grew cold.

Winter came kindly, vowed to set me free

Consoled me with my memories retold

In shattered mirrors falling from the sky

Spring's kiss roused me, beseeched me to retry