When It's Spring Forget not Winter

When the sky seems clear and the ocean so calm Forget not the screams you hear and the broken bow charm When the food fills stomach and the water quinches thirst Forget not the hunger of heirs and the years of fast When the water flows fine and the wind blows pleasant Forget not the slaughter show line or the brinn who resent When the needle pricks palm and the body feels pain Forget not the open City grave and the blood through lane When the night gives sleep and the sun starts day Forget not the sought of brood and the last hope's ray When the home holds hand and the sweater gives warmth Forget not the camps on sand and the heater left dearth When the father brings things and the mother cooks food Forget not the cries of siblings and the lost parenthood When the nation gives you pride and the freedom on the land Forget not the pain that glide; inside the wrecked homeland When you hear of lores and the legends of yore Forget not the ruins of nations and the world of war.