Come And Listen Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Come And Listen



Songbirds are coming to new summer's day
One by one in their feathering born flight
Through darkness of winter to blossoms height
Oh see how they come and hear how they play
To brighten up mornings - those once were gray
The hours are shifting from dim to fresh light
Make of past memories wintriness night
That once with cold earth of icily lay

Come and listen to tunes they're singing
Love songs - for one and all - that needs to be heard
From the trees of the forest of unmarked spring
Each one - their heart therein - the birds are bringing
Of love to acquire with new hope undeterred
When they together in close up once more sing


*Pablo Neruda once said, 'There is no advice to give young poets.'

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