Autumn's Child

Some shall strive against your child yet never to prevail... Not in this life nor evermore; for, I will be with you, sayest The Lord of Host, both heaven as earth ? Skipping joyfully past Her daisies through love's meadow Genavieve holding, baby's hand Whileas bluebirds glide amidst tangerine skies bittersweet his red robin Sings, a noteful refrain ? Weeping willows, laughing at time's tales.... Ceramic soldiers draped of red white and blue; blowing kisses to her truth ? Infants with their starry eyes climbing mountains they'll gaze while freedom She rings resounding bells, about this valley below ? Majestic's, horse in pale's Long suffering, to beckon these crimson winds waving goodbye her four corners.. A spindrift it's mist; beauty, crossing celestials new found tides ? His girl's brushing Life's golden locks from her rosebud cheeks and he; dashing past dreams they breathe.