There Is So Much To Say

Poem By Peter S. Quinn

There is so much to say
With complicated reasons
And the varieties of way
In new and yearly seasons

We have but a little while
To say our thoughts and mind
To walk the distant mile
Before those hours are behind

Blessed are the interrelations
Of every village and tree
There is so much graduation
In there thoroughly to see

Where brook is flowing freely
Breezing whispering leaves
Water streams colors steely
The greenery fields and sleeve.

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