Peter S. Quinn Poems

Love makes the world go round
it's the day and night of living,
all love is there inside found
more and more always giving.
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There once was a tree so lonely
in the garden of new spring,
it thought of its gone years only
though birds sat on to sing.
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There once was a tree so lonely
in the garden of new spring,
it thought of its gone years only
though birds sat on to sing.
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Hold on
to the long gone after,
hold on
to time's rafter.
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Life is a melody
songs of never ending,
always thoghts of free
in each times blending.
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Ah mother and son
going through the forest of life,
in their times going on
in life's work and strife.
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Love is everywhere,
glow of its time going;
days to here and there,
nighttime dark glowing.
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Wind is in my hair,
like memories of days gone
- winter is coming.
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These old songs keep coming
and making us young,
keep singing them or humming
as your days passes along.
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A day of sorrow,
in the autumn falling rain
- comfort the mourners.
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