Come With Me And Listen Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Come with me and listen
To songs true to my heart
Where summer new glisten
From spring's freshest start
Into the bight new day
That comes together for you
And brings a wonderful way
From daybreak of the new

Please listen to the choir
Where freshly water flows
All the peace's within higher
Where the pinnacle glows
And flowers grow in virtue
To colors of untouched wild
The wind chimes on through
A voice endearing and mild

Raise your faith to the morning
On to every future ahead
Prosper from each yearning
That color bouquets bled
And rose your freedom inside
Where every road will lead
Let the closeness be our guide
And each our footstep read

Raise your faith to the morning
Onto every future ahead
Prosper from each yearning
That color bouquets bled
And rose your freedom inside
Where every road will lead
Let the closeness be our guide
And each our footstep read
Come with me and listen
To songs true to my heart
Where summer new glisten
From spring's freshest start
Into the bight new day
That comes together for you
And brings a wonderful way
From daybreak of the new