Dreamers Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dreamers come here to me
Love time that goes beyond
Something for each eternity
Inside those seasons found
Feelings like never before
Going from here to there
Existing in its advance core
Drifting round space and air

What we found further on
On each occasions liking
With thoughts together drawn
Easy going and striking
And never is meant for unjust
Only for love in a heart
Through every going thrust
To each cleaving part

Dreamers to fill their hope
Through every walk in life
Precious of occurrence grope
To reach about in the rife
So much in doing and giving
Which they have learned
That goes here on in living
When tides have turned