Everything Is Clear Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Leaving to another road
Everything is clear
Goodbyes to bygone load
Arrived has coming year
Listen to the new wave
That now follows through
Worth awhile in behave
All is in there new

There is so much to come
With ways everlasting
Don’t know where it’s from
Or its moment's casting
As flowers growing roots
Bringing some to find
With new ways and shoots
Coming about behind

Rising into another year
Sprinkles of morn dew
Now is time of new near
To be coming in view
Follow in the roads ahead
The young becoming old
So many flowers in the bed
That no one can hold