It's A Beautiful Thing Poem by Peter S. Quinn

It's a beautiful thing
Too dream along,
Have the heart to sing
A beautiful song.
Somewhere to go
And be touched by,
The wintertime's glow
From the starry sky.

So much to give
From inside a heart,
Beauty to live
Each day in a start.
Life is so easy
If you have that joy,
Though times are breezy
With its decoy.

It's a beautiful day
Coming now on,
As the hours' play
Sweetly one by one.
We have so much
That can be done,
Lifeways and touch
That carries life on.