Sonnet, The True Beauties Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

This time is still in the true beauties song
And gives its way of gladness fresh own
Dreams in verdures that sometime is shown
Full of its way and aspiring in strong
Everything wandering and what you long
Feelings like the roots from under earth grown
Or bed of roses in bouquets fresh crown
Where nothing in nature can ever go wrong

Romances blend is each blossoming true
Filling with fragrances all the ways about
Like dreams in the air always to renew
Each moment’s happiness never in doubt
Instant of beauties simple in its own touch
Giving of its gladness that we love so much