Peter S. Quinn Poems

In fields of green where sunlight softly drops,
A tiny creature leaps with boundless glee,
The grasshopper that hops and hops and hops,
A marvel of the summer, wild and free.
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In sleep's embrace, where dreams and tales entwine,
The night unfolds its stories, soft and sweet,
With whispers of a world where stars align,
And fairies dance on moonlit paths so fleet.
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Our moments come and go, like fleeting stars
That shine and fade before we grasp their light;
We chase them through the night, with hopes and scars,
But never hold them long enough to write
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I miss you still so very much, my dear
You were the one who gave me life and love;
You were the one who always held me near,
You were the one who shone like stars above.
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