Peter S. Quinn Poems

All the branches are old
In this garden of trees
Nowhere futures to hold
In uncertainty of guaranty
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There is this rose,
In a garden beautiful;
And as life goes,
With thorns cruel.
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A love song needs not to be understood
It is simply there for you to show love
Like the cloudlets in their drift here above
Or a singing bird in the wildness wood
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Dreams come and go
like they always do,
moments of a time's glow
just while its going through.
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A land is not forgotten
That is born from earth
And with life feet's trotten’
Of every time's worth
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O beautiful day
in its tranquil,
come here and stay
for times are so dull.
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Glow: It is leave. I had a joyful time
Under the bough of the firs
In the breezing of summer songs spurs
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She's locking her heart away
And he doesn't know it
She is giving him a nowhere stay
But he got stuck a bit
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Give me a dirt earth lullaby
Into the morning of feel good
Sunshiny is there going by
I'm with my toes in the mud
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I feel the love within of this
A truthful road to carry on
Morning that comes in bliss
With its warmth before it's gone
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