Treasure Island

Peter S. Quinn


Red Spring


Red spring
Oh flowers are coming
Hours sing
As the bouquets are blooming

Every day is a start
Freshly going on
A red passion and heart
Into the summer sun

Love's a song
Approaching fresh through
Passions so strong
In spring pending new

Days imminent so bright
Torching dim hours
Going starry night
Coming scent and flowers

Red spring
Love's in everywhere
Breezy soft string
Singing here and there

Days are like dream
Soon there'll be May
Playful river stream
Making freshness way

Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014

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