A Winter Poem.... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is everywhere,
glow of its time going;
days to here and there,
nighttime dark glowing.
In hours going to day,
in its endless dancing;
winter time is on its way,
in the air and trenching.

Life's inside a dream,
what is real and unreal?
Sky up high starry beam,
actuality as you feel.
Coming closer to the hour
everything - in its go!
Love is work and a flower,
in each shade of its glow.

It's hard to build love,
but you'll have to try!
With your inside plenty of,
to open up your sky!
There's time for everything
in its hope and finding,
just come on in - for its turning.
For time is rewinding!