Rise Rise O Day Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Rise rise o day
I feel the morning,
In daybreaks play
From night ‘s yearning.

How wonderful it is
This day coming,
in all its bliss
and blossoms blooming.

Moods of the ongoing ways
into the hours are going,
just like a photo it plays
picture someone is knowing.

We have our differences aside
on to our own journey,
experienced moment's guide
making each of them free.

Life is a rise and a start
all from its days of learning,
you'll know your way and heart
as its times are turning.

Rise rise o day
I feel the morning,
In daybreaks play
From night ‘s yearning.

Here comes a flower in the sun
giving its beauty on,
till its life is done
And into its memories gone.