Peter S. Quinn Poems

Summer is here now,
in its colors beautiful
- dreams to reality
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Oh darling of spring
my heart is always with you,
to you I will sing
like the air coming through.
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The colorful lake
of our memories,
shall give us awake
and greenery trees.
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The beautiful summers gone
did shine in their days and fade,
their times carried on in sun
for some memories to be made.
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Here we go again
one more song to go,
maybe it's just in vain
but I don't really know.
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(to an old photo of me,
as an very young boy,
writing poems...)
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I have walked the way
and found the difference,
when time meets a day
in its walking trance.
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Here is my love song
but now it's too late
for everything is gone
into time's debate
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