Sunshine Comes (A Song) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sunshine comes
Within its trance glow
Bright new blossoms
In spring fresh snow
Each day quite bright
And lovely in dream
From out of the night
Into realm’s gleam

Moon bright it’s now
And shadows dancing
Its dark diffuse brow
And colors all blanching
The feelings are deep
From tapings of love
Coldness of leap
Like gray clouds above

Your sunshine within
So lovely to spark
In search conduct spin
When outside is dark
And means to unknown
The flowing ahead
At winter's dark gown
And rosiness has bleed