Twilight Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every night my dreams come back
Through their flowing gold
Within their drifting dreamy on tack
Day realties cannot hold

Falling slowly on to the dark night
Those Feelings in play
With the wings of their fancy flight
In truth that can't stay

Every night when dim comes back
Fairies will fly toward me
On and on their fluffy wings track
Thru endlessly and free

In the reddish flickering shine glow
Where shadows dance on
With the clean of flood-tide’s flow
Till the night is far gone

Every night my dreams come thru
Bringing me to my past
Allowing me to see nature’s true
In my heart and contrast

Their rivers of golden gone time
With beautiful panorama
When man to nature was prime
Living within all its karma