Fireflies Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The summer of joy is here to stay
Like blossoms of winter's deep
The hours are gone into their play
None of its bouquets to keep
Done in its way and forever gone
Something of love some of dark
Now there's its hollow echoing on
Glow of light like fireflies spark

All that was here's nowhere more
A faraway heaven's timeless star
Rays to the night or futures of lore
Into the deep of a changeless afar
Life's like a carousel going here by
Everything comes to its last start
Like a daylight of new opening sky
Beginning of years until its depart

These are wheels of times fulfill
Seeds of their growth and giving
Born to be wise then to be still
All in conduct and times of living
Winter of night in unknown deep
Dreams that were once desire
Who'll its perceptions now keep
When its ways are gone and fire