A Winged Bird Of Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A winged bird of night
Comes to sing for day
In bright song of flight
Above the forest ray
Heart’s filled with love
From cloudlets drift high
And sunshine here above
That together makes a tie

Everything is in air
Of exiting moment’s play
Love song going there
Just for a while to stay
Somewhere in tomorrow
With peace in its awake
Future places to borrow
Of their offer and take

A winged bird of heart
The longings in my beat
Feelings that don’t depart
In a walk or in its treat
With protrusion to its go
Divergent tempers about
Like sky in a rising glow
By no awareness to doubt