When Winter's Shadows Glide Poem by Peter S. Quinn

All is over when it goes
Let me love you again
Like the winter that glows
Feeling coldness in vain
Right or wrong from start
What can I differently do
If it's cold in your heart
With it's icing all through

Some are brain-dead already
With no time for kindness
Living beat less and steady
In their own kind of guess
Give me a heart or nothing
For I don't believe in death
If those are thorns that sting
Give me all of its breath

If a stranger I will be
Bring me home once more
Can't you in my eyes see?
What my love is all for
I'm always ready to give
From what's deep inside
Show you feelings that live
When winter's shadows glide