Lane To Somewhere Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Lane to somewhere
As the morning comes
People from here and there
Walking among blossoms
Daydreaming on their way
Everything on the go
Here comes the new day
In the early morn glow

Yesterday is now gone
On to you oldness dreams
But here you are going on
In early sunshine beams
Where the hours awake
One by one in bright
For your decisions to make
After a peaceful night

Lane to the first gleam
Without a cloud above
Everything in silences seem
In nature‘s purest love
Come and walk with me
Enjoying life‘s occasions
Life pleasures are at liberty
For every time’s persuasion