Meetings With Summer (From, Poems Of Papa Due) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Meetings with summer,
When the spring shall return;
Color varieties strummer,
The new seedlings to learn.
Like the stars above burning,
All is filled with morn light;
And our hope is yearning,
For the new and very bright.

Meetings with new day,
That was not here before;
Growth comes in to the allay,
With flowers to adore.
All what is of innocence,
Now covering the earth;
In great shade abundance,
And the garden of rebirth.

Returning in spring,
Everything in fragrance;
Bee on a rosebud buzzing,
Life is fresh of instance.
Apparitions manifest,
Phrase callow creations;
Summer's beauty abreast,
Full age of expectations.