Peter S. Quinn Poems

Though sorrow my thoughts are now
All things will turn to be bright,
For I'll climb the mountain somehow
To reach and touch the light.
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There is a love so tender
With the lips for wishing,
That any who surrender
Need none embellishing;
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The spirit of the earth, - the summer song
The soul that is blazing like the new dawn,
Into the sky blue far under the yawn
When moods come together after night long;
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The name of each season - eternity
Like the summers of flowers that come and go,
With luster thus spreading like a wind blow
That lives with the gust - forever so free;
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All things must past what of day is here born
First it gives pleasure and then it is gone,
Like a glow from dawn's new rising pylon
Light of the day that to dark is forworn;
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A glimmer from your heart
It's the glow you start each day,
And all the others counterpart
That let you talk and be this way;
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Under the moonlight
Where all thoughts drift away,
In the lost deep flight
Before the coming day;
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awakening sky
touching new believes

where night
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searching
for the ways
in time traveling
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Like drifting clouds we all are,
From the past to this day;
There are reasons like peace and war,
For what we do and what we say.
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