Play Me A Summer Song (From, Even Though There Are No Reasons) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Play me a summer song
With a sweet melody in
Where spring blossoms belong
Of summer means blooming
Love so sweet in stillness
Times moving in shade
The hours of beauty fullness
Everything to pleasure made

Give me a day of openness
Every hour for a walk
Hope and peace to caress
Babbling breezy talk
Reasons to love and adore
Finding a heart to share
Fresh air for something more
In its much loving care

Play me a tune of beauty
Surrounded around the new
Songs that set life free
With every romances true
Holding the ways and chance
Where it meets every day
From its magic special blanch
That comes to hold the way