This Song Of Spring

Poem By Peter S. Quinn

This song of spring is now coming in clear
With the sun and the sky through winter's husk
Flowing of glistening tongues through dusk
And giving daybreak´s of blossoming near
Each song in their voices of freshly day
Aspiring giving of green in the sun
The flourish of charm in coloring run
Coming with the hours of longer light stay

Night is now footfalls of gone shadows deep
Nothing but glow in the air and the sky
Bouquets of caravan seeds on to keep
Voices of spring in their tongues of high
Each beauty precision blending a shade
On to the summer just this minute made

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