Treasure Island

Peter S. Quinn


Spring


There is love inside this day
In all places to be found
That in air now comes to play
With spring's days around
Greenly grass like poetry
Feelings from deep and high
Love songs of wintry free
Turning on the bluest sky

Here’s love listen carefully
To a day and brighter night
Every breeze like symphony
In the day breaking light
Always in its truest name
Every hour in the beautiful
Colors glow in reddish flame
Never of the shadings dull

Forest coming in new voice
Far and wide through the air
Bringing from sleep lives enjoys
With new findings everywhere
Love songs in summer rhymes
To awake and be for a while
In these carful listening times
Within a heart and truest smile

Submitted: Sunday, May 03, 2009
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