Winter words

Winters end brings back my friend
The summers mend to what winter would apprehend
The sun will shine upon this fine
Devine, son of mine.
Before he leaves my reach I just want to preach...
I tell him to reconcile for a while,
Do it with a smile that glows like a lily of the nile
For a harsh word doesn't go unheard
They just fly like a bird no matter how absurd.