Peter S. Quinn Poems

She takes me with a smile
And gives me so much to give back
Our hours drifted awhile
Until we again did talk
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Try to find me
Inside the forest
Where songs will be
At their best
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Always keep an open mind
For the days ahead
Let them come – not hard to find
With or without, instead
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If I were a fairy
I'd always be with you
My gray bearded and hairy
Leprechaun in blue
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We are all made of stars
That will never die
We are all made of stars
From the low to high
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Rise, raise my flow
Of poetry thought I tell you
My feeling like water will go
On to clouds and blue
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In some of its many ways
Air to air plays
With love songs of wintry breeze
At the top and around leafy trees
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Oh love is so sweetly during,
Each honey flower bud
Like spring in the morning
That has its seeds florid
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Beauty is everywhere
From distances to near
As sun rises to the air
Motorcars the wheels steer
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My brain is my brain
With every idea new
Or using old ones again
To make it work easily too
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