Peter S. Quinn Poems

Winter is here now
In its cold dark
I`m feeling low somehow
With moments of spark
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Like the morning in its every hour stay
Shall not be drifting to ties of gone by
But be like a gleaming before the day
In the opening of thoughts down or high
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There are times we got feel more than others
When the day is spat upon and rattled on
When you feel that you need to trust brothers
And your heart is in night and so much gone
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The truest meaning is only for us to see
For eyes are only the light freedom knows
And each feeling has the shade of ardent free
Much like the sunshine in timeless glows
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I am close to you
I am close to you
In the everlasting stream
I am close to you
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I'll be taking America from the inside
And giving her of my complete love
Where clouds from the high sky glide
And drift with my heart songs above
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This is our time of giving
Everything comes so quite true
We are together now living
Just like in winter times renew
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The light in the morning
Have threads of fine gold
From abysses of yearning
The reality cannot hold
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Every star might be a falling star
Until the time comes here again to give and to believe
From closeness of their glittering and till they are afar
You have your love thoughts and you have your own grieve
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