A Dream Going By (From 'Meet The Moments') Poem by Peter S. Quinn

We always had
Our dreams going by
We always had love
Coming here through
And when gray clouds
Filled up the sky
We always could count
Much upon us two
Our feelings were always
Touched by the heart
It gave us something
We both could understand
But now when the moments
Have drifted apart
And some are gone
That we once did command

We always had moods
Of low and high
With anything that made
It on to the blue
We did not ask questions
Where or why
Because the answers
Would always be new
We gave each hope
To find and start
Drifting on through
In its precious grand
Some of our love ways
We found in counterpart
Like pebble stones
On smooth surface sand

We always had
Many dreams going by
Where we two
Would meet half away
Like reaching through
And finding bluest sky
And meeting fresh love
That was here yesterday
All the answers came
And sometimes did go
Finding their new way
To become more or less
And before it was over
We both would know
How ways could turn out
And be a hopeless caress