Bring To My Heart (Here's My Wish For New Year) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Bring to my heart new days of tomorrow
With freshness opening its many ways
Entombed in times of past giving days
With much new pleasure and less of sorrow
Let love here come in silence endures
And convey its produce to each my hour
Carry passion's birth and be its power
To my love songs and lyrical adjures

In freshness opening new ground in worth
Of flowing melodies of softness high
That exists in the heart without a doubt
Like radiance in daybreak on the new earth
Or clouds for awhile giving joy to sky
With their wandering ways around and about

*I ask of this only, because this is what I'm, and in those words only, I can perhaps promise.