Peter S. Quinn Poems

Oh, beautiful day
of November,
you give, and you play
in light everywhere.
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Into new ways
everything is going,
as the time plays
and new ways are showing.
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Colors falling to gray
Each and each are going,
Coming in for winter's day
In their starlight glowing.
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Sweet melody of night
when the hour is dark,
and there is only starry light
in the burn of its spark.
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