Springtime Is Here Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Springtime is here in its play
Becoming blossoms in giving
Now is new sun morning day
For every love and each living

Days are coming into the bright
Letting all the darkness now go
Summer’s beginning its flight
With every tincture’s new glow

Now’s time to be again found
In pearls of mornings to come
In flowing sunshine all around
And growing seedling’s blossom

Days are rising in new mystery
Mornings in beauty from sleep
All what was sleeping is free
Hours in its loveliness to keep

Springtime is here in its glowing
Beautiful moments of the new
Snow-white winter’s now going
For tint of spring to come through

Love’s in the coming hours awake
With its fresh adventures to live
All what a heart can find and make
And back to the moments give