Love Is Never Alone Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is never alone
it's like drift in time,
each day a steppingstone
feelings in ways prime.
All is there for a heart
sometimes a crying game,
its moods like tides start
inside here in a flame.

Love is never lonely
for it has its memories,
it connects past to see
all its way to please.
Nothing is forever done
it's all somewhere inside,
to give past pictures on
that never will abide.

Love is all you and I
like flowers in spring,
or cloudlets in the sky
with the days to bring.
Yesterdays are no more
their times have flown,
like waves to the shore
leaving again to unknown.