Song To My Heart Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Song to my heart - stand still
Some sights and sounds too spark
The hours of moods to fulfill
In from the dingy snow nark
The winter is easy now onto me
For ever and ever to come again
It is flowing deep - and sings free
All is within the ease and pain

Swinging to mood going its way
Summer spring close turning in
Flowers of dark not now to stay
Light of new dawn coming to win
Oh sweet faint hours here on still
Where'll my thoughts go from here?
Drifting around drying its spill
Into dim sea never again being there

Singing a melody of pouring rain
Nothing comes to stay beyond
Drops dripping close in the drain
Time standing still to be donned
Rivers of black water to ride
Gloomy time's falling to its end
Sowing their emptiness inside
A sun beaming future's to blend