Peter S. Quinn Poems

And now I go to you -
on to the future of time,
the times are destined through,
in become and to its prime;
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We were so close
that's how life goes,
flowing on by
low times and high.
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Oh love where are you now
life blossoms are withering,
we need you here somehow
for what winter is bringing;
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True love
is everywhere I go,
like the sun above
loving me so.
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Mystical fireflies,
full of flight;
and wishes that ties,
their dreams to night. -
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Oh you from my memories
still so close inside,
a spring-summer rose
where my times will abide;
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A new morning
it's a perfect day,
dreams and its yearning
forward to play;
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Oh, my heart,
you were also my spring
- each day I'd start,
each day I'd sing.
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I have no freedom
it was taken away,
in life's early blossom
where fate did play;
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now that summer's here
with beauty in beauty
blossoms to grow everywhere
in all its splendor free
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