New Days Poem by Peter S. Quinn

New days are now opening for spring‘s heart
Flowers of glowing on to the old leaves
Sunshine of daydreams where longings start
All is gone brand new that was of old grieves

Mornings are brighten up in cloud free sky
Yesterday‘s winds in their blowing on low
Fresh love is starting asking questions why
Everything’s rising high in its freshness glow

Once they were scattered on earth desire
Blossoms of yesterday‘s dreams in the cold
Like raindrops on winter‘s withering string
Now they have reddened in love and its fire
Nothing from winter’s past can to them hold
For spring and new summer in sunshine sing