Forget Not Those … (Sonnet) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Take every love song to blowing away
In silences land of the heartfelt going
And meet their hours with precious fresh born day
Of eternal turning of lasting glowing
Where times meet by day to carry on
Every whisper remembrance that still is
For departure is planned and always gone
In the thresholds of livings in true bliss

Forget not those moments that are with us now
In giving their splendor and true outlook
There’s always some afterwards that somehow
Shall carry it vision like an open book
Be fair to each heart in moment's new try
For hours of the future - they too say goodbye