Play Me A Melody.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Play me a melody
from the deep night,
where tones are so free
in their dark flight.
Before the day comes
in its glorious fire,
to summer blossoms
and hearts of desire.

Sing me a sweet song
of dreams going by,
where hours do long
the bright starry sky.
With tomorrow wishes
and longings of new,
when daybreak kisses
the light coming through.

My heart is waiting
for songs of the day,
in all their debating
and tones of their play.
When a new day arises
and gives confidence,
with all its surprises
in each its new stance.