Peter S. Quinn Poems

Give a peace of mind
Before time is blind
Never let it die
Though times are low and high
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I have dreamt of a circling way,
When winter in darkish mood plays;
The flowers had fallen to earth,
To regenerate seed's new birth.
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If you love me
let me know,
if you don't
then let me go.
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Times are on the go
from a summer flight,
soon there will be snow
in the coming night.
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