The Blossoms Of Life Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The blossoms of life - like flower dew drops
That comes often so easy with its love
Playfully wings of the innocent dove
Every turn around - in down and ups
The shattering words that once were of day
Now in to the blackness - so thick-shadowed
Where brightness once exploded and its time glowed
With tongues of laughter that turned times way

Come again to explode the long silence
That encapsulates moods in winter song
With light that lived from the wick's memory
Give away to opportunity chance
That each in their prosperity often long
To briefly becoming of worries free