Anyway For My Love (From, To Oscar) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

O here we go then again,
With this problematic story;
Outside there is still rain,
It looks like the world all sorry.
What to do or say,
Can anybody know;
This or that - it's okay,
Just a little more snow.

The shorter it takes to be secure,
The better it is for the days to come,
Why be alarm when you can be assure.

Get lose, get lose,
Turning your fate around;
Get lose, get lose,
Make ways and expound;
Get lose, get lose,
Anything can be found.

Be smart in your wording,
These days are with flirting and coming in love;
All is in the sunshine,
And the blue sky set line,
That passes me above.

These days are in feelings,
Inside the heart ceilings,
That brings out love's peelings.

Get lose, get lose,
This is what its all about;
Get lose, get lose,
Take away winter's doubt;
Get lose, get lose,
Dance your way to breakout.

Get lose, get lose,
Into heights and clouds;
Get lose, get lose,
From where it enshrouds;
Get lose, get lose,
Over doubting crowds.

Yes anyway for my love,
Anyway.

For my love, for my love,
For my love, for my love,
For my love, for my love,
Anyway.

Get lose, get lose,
Try to be much lighter;
Get lose, get lose,
You'll see the world's brighter;
Get lose, get lose,
If you are a real fighter:

For love, for all love.