With The Daisies of the Dreams (a lyric)
While the night is of splendor in its glow
And the days is never growing to old
With the daisies of the dreams to unfold
Of tomorrow in its day breaking flow
Young at heart much everything now is
In the growth of the true summer new come
Where foliage of the green earth is all from
With pleasure in the tempt of bluest sky whiz
Form yesterdays mornings of time's going beat
Some memories where found again to give
With the places and the crowds on a street
That once about with old days here did live
How beautiful this night is coming in
With nightfall of silences to dusk skin
By Peter S. Quinn
© 2008 Peter S. Quinn
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