Give A Way! Give A Way! Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Give a way! give a way!
For the morning bright,
Here comes the day
From under the night;
Shining with glory on
Dawn from an yonder,
Until all this old is gone
Swiftly like sky thunder.
Day, oh day come full
Awake in playfulness,
Not a moment more dull
Only the hour’s sweet fresh;
Neat they will be about
Shining on armor's feet,
Rifting away all doubt
Who darkens the street.
Playful you will be
With all this shining,
For all what you see
Like gold threads lining.
Give a way! give a way!
The new day's in birth,
Another morn coming day
With all what a life's worth.