It's Fall now,
leaves falls down,
and everything
was starting to die.
And your eyes,
started to fill,
to the brim.
With,
water.

Don't cry.

It's Winter,
all is white,
and everything,
was dead underneath.
And your eyes,
were frozen,
wide and glazed.
With,
ice.

Don't cry.

Spring is here,
goodbye cold,
and everything,
is saying hello.
And your eyes,
are melting,
with happiness.
You're,
alive.

Don't cry.

Summer,
came again,
and everything,
was starting again.
But your eyes,
are not filled,
with happiness.
Just,
sadness.

Please,
don't cry.