Play Me A Sweet Melody Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Play me a sweet melody
The freshness of summer,
To the on days so free
Of the colorful bloomer.
When beauty is in the air
And loneliness is gone,
Summer dreams to share
And carry me on and on.

Play me a sweet melody
Till the end of the day,
With summer moods so free
And longing does play.
All its freshness and fragrance
Living in the sweet air,
In summer breezy dance
With all the flowers here.

Play me a sweet melody
Into times never ending,
Colors in shading symphony
With all its fine blending.
Let hope be in its style
And moments of the renew,
The summer in its while
That now is going through.