Peter S. Quinn Poems

In my garden
Are many colors,
With flowers
And shadows
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There's song for the summer now coming out
Passing flights of songsters through the green trees,
All the sleeping beauty coming now about
Demented choirs gone in the winter breeze;
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I have just sand from the sea,
To build my castle on;
All my thoughts there wander free,
Until my castle is gone.
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Swing on high - or on low
Shadows are on the move
New times summer's glow
With its shades to improve
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I have not fallen
To the ground
My shoulders
Are strong and high
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Each moment and hour of life is of gold,
We should try reaching the top of our dream;
Building it here with the out coming stream,
To give us new ways that still are untold.
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I give you a thought
I once did know,
Inside on its own
It was there caught,
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Love is such a sweet way to go
If it’s deep inside your heart
Let it just come fast or slow
Not being something else apart
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There is always something to do
I suppose life is in a hurry
Though it's much up me and you
Not to have any kind of worry
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Open skies of hours
Time adjust each new play
The forgetful dayflowers
Gathering as they may
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