Night Has Fallen Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Night has fallen
Onto blue rising dawn
As day is calling
From under its gown
Birds in their singing
What a beautiful day
Enjoyment in bringing
That’ll guide us the way

As shades goes crisper
In their shadow dancing
The breezes will whisper
Their adore romancing
Between trees and leaves
And bouquets of flowers
Away with wintry grieves
For spring fresh dowers

A new day’s rising
Full of hope and delight
In its new ways surprising
That is not of the night
Soon there is spring
With its playful escalation
And together we´ll sing
Like one flower nation