Peter S. Quinn Poems

There's a songbird in my soul,
It's singing there only for me;
About this world's rigmarole,
Or the deep feelings - cravingly.
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Let me now know if there is still time,
To find about love and make a share;
Time is like reasons in a beautiful rime,
Sometimes it flows from here to there.
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Oh tiger green and sweetly blue
With honest eyes and very true,
How can we again meet
And each kindly treat,
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The gift of life
is from earth,
in days of strife
each time's worth;
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Rising
On the stream of music
When the dawn shines again new,
From the twilight
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I will be waiting still
for you to come,
you ways to fulfill
you promised some.
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Love can come anyway
It is just here and there,
It might meet the day
Give a life to share.
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Love is all out there
To give of its hope,
The hours from here to there
In times elope.
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