Written for someone who didn't deserve it. Feel free to share it with someone that does...
If I were the Spring-maker,
The flowers would wear your scent,
They would spread your sweet warmth,
To all who walk among them,
If I were the Spring-Maker.
If I were the Summer-Lord,
The sun would beam your smile,
To infect each weary soul,
That basked under your glory,
If I were the Summer-Lord.
If I were the Autumn-Spirit,
Shrouding the land in silent mist,
The wind would whisper your name,
Bringing peace to all that listen,
If I were the Autumn-Spirit.
If I were the Wintersmith,
Each snowflake would bear your face,
They would fall like your kisses,
and blanket the land in your beauty,
If I were the Wintersmith.