O Flowers Come To Flower Poem by Peter S. Quinn

O flowers come to flower
And bring in heart of time
These hours are true hour
In days of timeless prime

Full of its tinctured glowing
That daydreams fall on
In their pathways going
Until their glow is gone

O flower of my life
My heart is with its beat
It to and fro must strife
On summer's living street

Now fill my heart with joy
To make these moments true
And pleasures more employ
For my flourishes to renew