Somewhere Faraway From Here Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Somewhere faraway from here,
Each our destiny may lie;
Sometime in another year,
When the instances comply;
There will be a cloudless sky,
Our world will then turn around;
There will be a rainbow high,
Both enchanting and spellbound.

Listen to the wintry trees,
Someday different day comes;
With the buzzing bumble-bees,
Gather nectar from the blooms.
This will be the time of year,
We'll be dancing in the sun;
When fragrance lies in the air,
We'll be around having fun.

Somewhere far, but not too long,
For all things, just come and go;
World, be glowing then on strong,
And we'll of this romance know.
For the day turns beautiful,
And then high the bluebird flies;
I would be an unwise fool,
If I couldn't connect these ties -

But now is the year around,
Full of longings in my sight;
When the lost will not be found,
For the time is still not right.
Much of hope is alive here,
Full of luck and dreamy wish;
Wait just through for the New Year,
And the coming summer bliss.