Colors That Come And Go Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Roses are coming so sweet
Into the perfumed night
Gently them smell and treat
On to their summer’s bright
Feelings are all for this
Something to give and take
Be in the twilight dim bliss
Before new dawn is awake

Evening is now coming on
Gardens sweet scented wide
Beyond the tempest yon
Those in each shadow hide
Like the flying clouds around
Forever in their turning ways
Drifting and somewhere found
Inside the sky vast hays

Sing to me summer songs
Of night that is coming in
Aspects of my heart belongs
Inside this purple dark skin
With fireflies in the air
And sun setting moods to glow
Everything is like a prayer
For colors that come and go