Minutes And Hours Poem by Peter S. Quinn

You and I are together still
With our dreams that never change
Days of tomorrows to fulfill
With a feeling to work with and rearrange

Yesterday had its moments gone by
Something we couldn't fully work out
Like the clear faraway blue sky
That in our heart is and there about

Dreams are going never to come back
Each their footsteps into the faraway past
Nothing remembered in their vanished talk
That is now forever somewhere lost

Affections are for each their living
Pleasures of things that never were before
Minutes and hours to each other giving
With an aim that never is to be too sure

Affections are for each their living
Pleasures of things that never were before
Minutes and hours to each other giving
With an aim that never is to be too sure
With an aim that never is to be too sure