Nothing Here Comes Easy Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Nothing here comes easy
For everything is on its go,
Temperament times breezy,
Just like a morning glow.

Times they are a changing
Everything is coming new,
Latest thoughts rearranging
When it's an occasion to do.

You and I are still standing
In all this new and the past,
Our own steps there blending
Through its display and cast.

Times they are all here going
Into the forgotten on days,
Memories still though glowing
Every their poles apart ways.

Nothing here's ever on lasting
Times are just what they are,
Bringing out different casting
Each one with its lucky star.

Centuries go and are coming
Opportunities finding their way,
Some are in fortune and booming
To assemble their destiny day.