Peter S. Quinn - Is There a Cloud Today

Is there a cloud today
In the songs ahead,
Is there a darkish play
In the colorful bled;
What can I say or do
To take away a spell,
When away goes blue
Where shadows befell.

Is there mood in air
With shadings for fall,
When winter comes here
With its dullness call;
After autumns close
Of yellow and red.
The rustic of rose
In the garden's bed.

Where will I be then
When sunshine is gone,
Shall we meet again
With the summer swan;
In colors clear and new
Where longings awake,
In distances - whereunto
The melting snowflake.

Peter S. Quinn

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