Since You Went Away Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I love something like this
When the breeze touches my skin
A heart in the morning bliss
From the songs of love within

With our dreams that'll never die
Only give us more and more
Never asking such questions as why
Only bringing us inside far

The colors of autumn to long
With days that are passing here by
Something before winter's cold song
On to the openness of the blue sky

A love like the summer I miss
Outside my window where winter now is