The Fleeting Stars Of Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Our moments come and go, like fleeting stars
That shine and fade before we grasp their light;
We chase them through the night, with hopes and scars,
But never hold them long enough to write

The story of our love in lasting ink.
We only have the memories we make,
The kisses and the tears, the smiles and wink,
The promises we break and vows we take.

But still we love, and still we live, and still
We find some beauty in each passing day;
We laugh and cry, we fight and make up, till
We reach the end of our allotted stay.

And when we part, we'll leave behind a trace
Of moments that no time can ever erase.