A Day Is Leaving Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The birds have flown together
And found their ways at last.
Day is nearly gone into the forest dark
With passions the hours gave,
And gracious moments awhile ago
With the river into the deep
Is passing remembered moments on

Flowers in white and purple red,
The transmitting colors of life,
With leaves soothing each path
That comes above in air perfumes,
Flying with the wings of the birds
Into the inside dreams forever
Between daylight and the evening dim.

No more these together courses will go
Into the days that will come by,
For this reality will soon be only yesterday.
Now dancing in the sea sun fire
On red yellow beams iridescent waves,
Where time stands still for a moment
Until it's gone forever to the night.

Shining water, seeds on the waves -
Eternally blooms of earth bosoms
Committed to the heart once more - differently.