Peter S. Quinn Poems

Now the night is here
day becomes dark everywhere,
winter dusk growing
sunshine and autumn going.
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Golden seaside
coming my way,
here I'll abide
finding my day;
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Be a believer
for love is all,
truth its receiver
and last call.
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Blow oh wind oh blow!
For days are coming to dark
Life is but a go and go
The roots of days that spark
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Music is an endless longings,
all the dreams I know.
in all its many days singings,
that with each occasions go.
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The day is always without fear
In its dreams of everlasting,
And now in autumn of this year
Wintertime's are in and casting.
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Day and night
never the same,
into new life's flight
of a burning flame.
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Just keep going
in everything you are,
dreams are showing
in closeness and afar.
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No one is left
only me and my memoires,
in winter's bereft
of leafless tress.
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Love makes the world go round
it's the day and night of living,
all love is there inside found
more and more always giving.
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