Sister Red and Brother Bear, please slow down.

You’re too fast for me.

 

Quiet, child, says Sister Red. We have much to do

Before winter comes.

The leaves are changing. The trees are bare.

Soon the sunlight won’t even care.

 

Sister Red and Brother, please slow down. I can’t keep up.

 

Hurry along, says Brother Bear. We have much to do

Before winter comes.

The berries are gone. The creek has dried.

We have miles to go to reach wayside.

 

Sister Red and Brother Bear, please slow down. I can’t see you.

The leaves changed, and the creek has dried.

Winter has come, and the sunlight doesn’t even care.

 

Sister Red and Brother Bear, don’t slow down.

I’ll meet you there.