Peter S. Quinn Poems

Sing in your heart a song
For every hour of the day
What from the summer you long
And brightly comes your way
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I come to you
And beckon my heart
Of what I have here from inside
I come to give
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Oh, the sweetness of dreams
where flowers all glow,
and everything seems
of places, we know.
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Some of our dreams get lost
Into the faraway, it seems,
Forgotten or around tossed
Into the reviver streams.
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The rose in the heart
Is the love that you give,
It always will start
When truth you revive
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It's raining here
the air is refreshing,
and droplets everywhere
with their caressing.
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The bear-bear is here
With its wandering eyes,
It looks to everywhere
In a searching surprise.
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Stand with freedom
for it is for all,
just like a blossom
of spring, summer, and fall.
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Black oh black my sunshine
the days are now gone away,
into the death of its refine
and clouds of morning's gray.
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Oh, life is coming
On to every road,
Summer is booming
Life ‘s purpose load.
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