Twilights Of Summer Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Twilights of summer night,
Sparkling stars are falling;
Futures seem always bright,
Eager they are calling.

Give me roses so sweet,
Everlasting in our hearts;
I need no trick or treat,
Or love that never starts.

Northern lights and winter ways,
All are now far from here;
Only fragrance blooming days,
And singing birds in my ear.

Shading beauties whiter soon,
Perhaps I shouldn't tell you this:
For still to come, are colors in June
And July's sweet summer bliss.

The heart's full of aspiring,
Though turning ways do come;
But until then it may sing,
With long longings for some.