Midsummer's Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh love midsummer's night
A glow of its season,
Days like morning bright
Magic without a reason.

Dreams of lovers true
Delightful in night seen,
Strings between the two
Where none's before been.

Oh morning of new rising
Where everything's a go,
Many are its surprising
None we before did know.

From a night full of magic
In the hours of its dream,
The eyes do treat and trick
Its magical glowing beam

Oh love's true fantasy
Glistening hours of spark,
Instances forever free
in times of days embark.

The dreams to be dreams
Only at summer's light,
Magic in reality seems
Into its moment's height