Peter S. Quinn Poems

Imagine both you and me
Together like fluffy clouds
Circling there and free
High above the city crowds
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Let us together spin
Songs to our own heart
From the feelings inside in
Not in any old rampart
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So here so much for nothing
Everything comes out lose bluffing
Giving the best of luck one more time
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O sweetest thing of all is life
How we make it and how we strife
Each day and night in love
So much in affections of
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There is a fairytale place
That reflects its dream
Through centuries of grace
In waves of ocean stream
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My window - like the Street-
Full of life - and Fragrance-
That's autumn-
Every leaf Falling - bleaching Shades
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Our dreams so dear in their wake
Of the night and silence hour
Dark or shadows away they take
In tenderness of their empower
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Flowers in the background
Old times in gray and white
Life songs turning around
In their all and different light
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Let me sing you a song
Of sweet lonesome tender
Feelings of summer’s long
In bleach of fall surrender
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It’s getting late
And the time is going
Slowly on to fade
In its once glowing
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