You Got To Let Me Go Poem by Peter S. Quinn

You got to let me go,
To the times that were before;
When everything we know,
Was either peace or war.
Longings are there still,
Finding its time at last;
Nothing much to fulfill,
Hours are gone to the past.

Collecting some moonbeams,
From dreams pondering on;
Nothing inn reality seems,
When into a past it's gone.
Give a change without restrain,
I've tied my shoes from start;
Am I wandering here in vain?
Searching for my sweetheart.

You got to let me see,
'Cause I am human after all;
Trying here so anxiously,
Before those longings befall.
Love is only a fade away,
And my dreams I've got a do;
We need them to convey,
Before to nothing they turn into.