Peter S. Quinn Poems

The Flowers in the Meadow
Like strawberries earth
Falling whispers soft glow
Every looking’s in worth
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Our Eden was never of the faraway
It was here in trees of sunshine
And the flowers that kept the day
In colors of its deep shaded line
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Good day dream land
Here you are everywhere
Summer moods at command
On to enjoyment here
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Nighttime of dreams
Everywhere to go

Nothing in reality seems
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Golden yellow evening
On to darkish deep
Every dream bringing
For a thought to keep
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Day in rising
Full of its colors view
All shades surprising
From the deep and blue
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There is a sun in every flower
Shining bright on and on
The morning day and every hour
Till its time is gone
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There was love in his heart everywhere
From inside and out like a butterfly
His distances were there to all of here
From the deep underneath and open sky
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There is love in moonlight
As sweet as the sin
With feelings in its flight
That dreams do spin
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Infinite eternity
What will be shall be
Always within its reach
Accomplishment to teach
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