Midnight Winter

Midnight winter is now only memories For the playful footsteps are in coming Of summer hopes and its gleaning breeze Around and around each garden strumming Night suits day in its ever flowing glow Dewdrops of daybreak to mirror glisten Filling the new earth with its wonderments flow Every different ear to up listen When a day comes in sun with clouds drifting And filling empty intervals with air Fragrances worth - every sprit uplifting To be for a moment around with you here When doubt's gone to other sites of seasons And joy's to play without given reasons *I called this ‘Midnight Winter’, because of a song I did once at http: //www.garageband.com/artist/Peter_S_Quinn called by the same name… http: //www.garageband.com/mp3player? |pe1|S8LTM0LdsaSkZFSzZmE **To every instrumental song I’ve written, I’ve always made a poem or two (sometimes even lyrics): Some poems were sometimes only 4 lines long, which I made though longer (or joined together) later. All the best, Peter