Homecall

Treebloom...
the river is fat.
And oh! The old lady next door is dying.

Child's call...
cold mud stands thick.
And oh! Yes she is, the old one is dying.

Kitefly...
the yellow sun burns.
And oh! There's an old man, an old man that's crying.

Homecall...
the silver moon gapes.
And oh! It's Spring!