Oh Beautiful Springtime Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh beautiful springtime come here again
In the basin green and so splendid all
In their youthful captures in spring call
Where each circling motion's never in vain
Under the clouds that are drifting here by
Fill my spirits of your wandering ways
Summerset moods the fresh colors and plays
Green valleys and mountains under blue sky
In hue oceans of tinctured completions
Love songs of the eve till dark skies come on
With dreams of their own weaving in to earth
Harmony voices and their accretions
When light wakes new morning in predawn
And gives brightness to every scene worth