A Turn In The Calling
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Peter S. Quinn
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The time is now falling like freshly rain
Through the vapor of a surrounded sensual
Feelings that once were in with winter's gain
Are drifting away to aberrational
The beat of its down to another go
Surrounding the flowers in early spring
With love that is found in its way and glow
That to a new heart so many things bring
A turn in the calling of day's coming clear
With beats of tomorrow in songs to play
When colors and shades are pending near
With everything found in bright and clear
The secrets of summer are near-term back
With love into heart occasions bric-a-brac
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