Fill My Lonesome Daydream Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Fill my empty space
Each inside of its happiness
With colorful bouquet’s trace
That gives a feeling of caress
A nature to read on
When summer is here close
Before its blue dream is gone
Inside that falling rose

Oh wind come with a song
From outside my window
For days of tomorrow to long
Before it all again shall go
There are so many pages
To give of tinctures to see
Full of summers assuages
From each new morning free

Fill my lonesome daydream
Of what my heart can find
Before mellow shall deem
And leave those colors behind
Each view in its long hush
From leaves of inspiration
Forenoon of a coming lush
Of every nucleus gradation