there once was a girl whose name was of a season; the season of cold, of frost and snow and in which bright fire embers could glow.
there once was a girl whose name was of a season the season that came and brought the storm that stole away what was left of her own little family.
there once was a girl whose name was the one that the freezing breeze whispered one fateful windy day.
there once was a girl whose name she couldn’t bear to hear as it was the last word she once heard her mother say.
there once was a girl whose name was spread around she was known as the girl who took her own life for the pain was too much and the guilt was too strong that she had died but they had gone.
there once was a girl whose name now rests on a plaque on many a snow-coloured bench on the frosty streets of the neighbourhood that she had once called her home.
each time the season comes people say they hear the name of the girl upon the frozen lips of a mother gone away