It’s Just Another Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

It’s just another night
In its easy going on dark
When clouds are high in flight
On a sky that in day did spark
Every road is on a lonely
Move and footsteps thru
And I'm sometimes there only
Trying to find back you

Every hour is now perfect
For the swart to come on in
With their flowers of neglect
In their whimsy dimly spin
In their whimsy dimly spin

It’s just another night
When the wings of dark are deep
From the flowers of the light
That we dearly want to keep
Every road is on a lonely
Moods of touching and defile
Sometimes that's what we need only
To walk alone road a mile

Every hour is now perfect
For the swart to come on in
With their flowers of neglect
In their whimsy dimly spin
In their whimsy dimly spin

Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling
Where the autumn leaves are falling...