Peter S. Quinn Poems

I love you my darling,
I love you forever.
You are implement of spring
and a time to be together,
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Life is here to come and go
and dreams to follow;
all is in the days of flow
with some though in hollow.
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inside this
my love is still
like a bliss
of night's fulfill
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What is this thing called love?
That nobody really knows
It drifts like the clouds above
It comes and then it goes.
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I am going and I am going
somewhere to dark deep,
I had time in life's growing
and some flowers I did keep.
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Far above the clouds
the dreams are going on,
where there are no crowds
only heaven and sun.
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From childhoods dream
all was going on to bring,
for life all then did seem
passions of joy and spring.
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Sweet time - nowhere
a fantasy of my own,
this world's here and there
in my head not shown.
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September to you
with its falling ember leaves
- and relaxing songs
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In autumn glowing,
where all the summer dreams go
- I am now lonely
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