What are seasons but children's soft dreams, and br Sunrise, their opening eyes? br Seeing at a glance br The days and years open...waiting, br Fringed with softness, or br Laced with abandon... br br Like playing dress-up in the attic br With Aunt Dorothy's hat and gloves... br Not remembering the season br She died in childbirth... br And yet, br Ready to hear the story and pass it br Beyond their years... br To other ages. br br Like playing with 'Bunny' in a toy crib, br Feeding her, patting, hugging... br Not yet realizing it is their son or br Daughter's crib...in a Time they already br Know of...deep inside. br Dreaming in waking. br In reality. br In dreams. br br Dress-up and Bunny...hazy remembered br Pieces and bits... br Of kindness, hardness. br Cruelty, sympathy. br Love... br Known before, after...beyond. br br What are seasons but children's soft dreams... br And sunrise, their opening eyes? br Seeing at a glance... br The days. br The moments.