New Days Are Coming (From, Lead Sheets In July 2008) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

New days are coming
Of white pinkish blossoming
And every red knob true
That comes and touches you
The gardening is freshening up
As those shadings won't stop
To fill in the moments on
Till their time's gone

New hours of blossoms
In every corner looms
That hope has been calling for
To the eyes for more and more
Light in the tinctured plays
True colors of rainbow rays
Filling each aspiring shade
With nature hands made

Tenderly it’s all yours
Glowing summer buds and spurs
Everything to bring you love
From the sunshine above
Sparkling refreshment green
So much of instances between
Every garden and lane
To take away winter's strain