Peter S. Quinn

Let Love Come 2 - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Let love come
With hope of spring,
Every its blossom
To moments sing;
Dreams that go by
Filling the distance,
Opening up the sky
Rich days in chance.

Let love be
Everything inside,
So lovers can see
What adores hide;
Changes of summer
Times in its show,
Colors and bloomers
In evening glow.

All that is softly
Clouds in their going,
Days in liberty
Drifting and slowing;
Let love be still
Lovers precious hours,
Blossoming hill
Bouquets of flowers.

Topic(s) of this poem: Love

Comments about Let Love Come 2 by Peter S. Quinn

  • Gold Star - 69,573 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/24/2014 11:44:00 AM)

    blossoming hills, I like it, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014

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