Wind Wind Come So Slowly Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Wind wind comes so slowly
With delicate fragrance of air
Bring kisses of evening solely
Through this time spring’s here
Oh love gone to darkish gray
Of blossoms winters dreaming
Let it rise again in May
With hours of newest gleaming

A hope so consecrate to loads
Of these leaves now growing
Open up these long gone roads
That once where driven by snowing
A heart with soil throbs anew
With feeling the soul can grace
True love song for me and you
In summer's temperate fresh ways

Eyes of the sky in bluish high
To let out the gray and dark
With our thoughts away to fly
And some earths flourishes and spark