Peter S. Quinn - Sonnet 162, The Sky's Clouded...

The sky's clouded, but not for very long,
For time's coming again, where sun will shine;
When summer sings its lovely tuneful song,
In a pastoral new color design.
Where each gardens its strength shows unfolding,
With various blooming, in the open bed;
In a timely nature's greenest holding,
With peaking colors of blue, yellow, red.
The seeds are made to spread away and grow,
And become like the flowers - standing new;
For what in winter's earth, a while laid low,
Later to the eye's of a beauty too.
Our future's unknown like that of the sky,
We no not either when we say goodbye.

Peter S. Quinn

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