Peter S. Quinn Poems

Oh, love, I am still here
With my dreams on their ways
Dreams of to everywhere
With life and their plays
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The day is anew today
and something new's coming,
the past will blow away
for seeds of fresh blooming;
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Soft and so flowing,
like the drifting breeze;
into eternity going,
with its sounding symphony...
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Never let your dream go
Let it rise and rise,
Feelings are to show show
every day's a surprise.
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Questions moving on
Like answers from the inside,
Trials never done
On their daily ride.
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I feel in this the sea waves,
those ever going;
the music the distant craves,
without even knowing.
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January days
with cold mornings,
wintry moody grays
brighter days yearning.
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