Sing A Song Of Sunshine Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sing a song of sunshine
for winter is gone,
now is summer fine
to carry the world on.
The days are gone of dim
for playful hours bright,
frosty coldness rim
lost into the night.

Sing a song of sunshine
its many ways glow,
growth is doing fine
from under winter snow.
Yesterdays of coldness
from the dim and dark,
into lost oldness
that gone days embark.

Sing a song of gladness
for days fresh and new,
there is no dim sadness
only the sun coming through.
Oh, happiness in bright
and colors in fairy-tale,
now is bright in bright
no more dark stale.