Peter S. Quinn Poems

There are days that are going we have known
To the roads of the dreams that have left
With distances in clouds drifts that have flown
In the grass swaying of its time and bereft
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Every our dream is always coming through
But sometimes we don't know their complect
Because perhaps in their past we did neglect
Something they gave to become of you
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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
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Love comes to you to give
A heart of standing time still
The dreams that were to live
And stand up to fulfill
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Sing in your heart a song
For every hour of the day
What from the summer you long
And brightly comes your way
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I come to you
And beckon my heart
Of what I have here from inside
I come to give
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Every dream is a walk through
With so much of sprinkling down
Feelings close to me and you
What lies inside this soul town?
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Come to your senses and bring in your song
The s days are right for the right start of living
Anything that comes here still along
Worth every cent in the way it‘s giving
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Over the dreaming of the darkish steer
Every blossom comes through the brier
Through wandering aspects of fates fire
In of the moments from its profiteer
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Days are sometimes dreams going away
Filling their moments with the lost time gone
Like chaliced flowers that still grow here on
To give of beauty for every day
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