My Soul Is You Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My soul is you
Flower of early spring
The young and new
Of fresh colors sing
The sweetness of being
In ongoing play
All growth now seeing
This new born day

My soul’s like a bird
That wants to sky
With love to flirt
When day reaches high
And song’s blue
Of clear and bright
Each shade there true
All to the night

Together we’ll see
Whatever there is
And fly about free
In summer new bliss
Within its fresh chance
Where everything glows
My heart will dance
Until it again goes