Peter S. Quinn Poems

Let love be my heart in every its turn
And rising like glow of the new morning sky
That on to the day and evening burn
Love that's from inside that never shall die
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Come to my heart knock on wood
Don’t worry, be good I'm your super man

I will let you be what you want to be
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In the gracious light of all memories gone
The moments of burning of desiring flame
In a word of its forbearing truest in name
That carries new appearing still on and on
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Soft is my heart like the wind blows
Reach a feeling of touch and more
Everything comes as it all too goes
Reaching days for what it is for
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She's the lady of the lake
The new born springtime
Her soul that plays at night
On the harp of nocturnal colors
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Let peace be within your heart
With our dreams beyond the light
Where all the reachable start
To set its wings to new flight
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The day is going
In to the deepest of fall
Red yellow flowing
In dreams of winter's call
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I love the handsome dote
That you actually down wrote
With everything in the color true
That came to be the same
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A dance of flowers
Through time of snow
Those wintry hours
In dawn's new glow
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Give me strength to carry on
If I have lost my own way
Every load shall be gone
When love will lift my new day
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