Winter Sun Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The winter sun´s now shining
Giving a bright new day
Silver glowing threads lining
On each dark corner´s way
Summer is now long on past
With blossoms shades bright
Its many bouquets contrast
Have now fallen to night

I remember autumn dance
With its bronze marble leaves
Images in tincture trance
Hours lost in retrieves
Enchanted fancy of beauty
With fragrances in air
Morning minutes carefree
Far away from despair

Now is time for darkish dim
In glimmering star glow
Bare twig of every limb
Mornings in winter snow
Inclement blowing and chill
Thoughts of days in the dark
Coming wishes to fulfill
With holidays joy spark