Now Here Again Is Spring Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The day is now in sun high
And everything its pleasure
From winter's footfall try
Of dark and frost erasure

Now morning comes in glow
And glory songs of life
Before there were in snow
The footsteps of our strife

Now here again is spring
So full of life and green
From under winter's wing
That only gloom had seen

And every while is now fun
Of much light and flowers
For darkness deep’s on run
In every new coming hours

The yesterdays of sprung deep
In all its gray and dark
Are now whiles in joys sweep
With joy and light to spark

Come spring and sing again
With delight of life new born
And let old winter be in vain
With its loneliness outworn