Freshness Now In New Load Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Earth’s old but it feels young
Nothing can take it away
Fresh morning coming along
Spring walking freshly today
Always with something here
Giving and growing about
Greenery Showtime everywhere
Taking out winter's doubt

Freshness now in new load
Times are a changing to this
Into the morning’s summer road
Life is a wandering bliss
Rain will fall on it and flow
Giving the soil new birth
Here comes springtime’s row
With every grass of its worth

Rise to the mountain fresh spring
Let your newness there unfold
And early each hour now sing
For nothing new life can hold
River falls falling and singing
Everything is coming to living
Into the days hope bringing
From every growth fresh giving