Peter S. Quinn Poems

I am like a wave of the ocean
I come, and I go,
My heart are beats of emotions
That to-and-fro flow.
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Sunshine snow
when winter comes,
with its silver glow
and frosty blossoms.
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Catch me if you can
said the wind to the rose,
I am just a wintry span
coming as it goes.
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My love is age
and flowers among,
to give and wage
in every song.
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The door into the open
where new morning is,
and flowers among then
into its dreamy bliss.
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What I write Is the truth
In my heart and my way,
My longing for life and youth
In each footfall and day.
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All the little birds there
that play on and on,
with their dreams from everywhere
and having so much fun.
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Yes, love is all
each day and night,
it comes like a call
or a sunny bright.
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O sleep sleep my darling
in these hours of dim night,
lullabies I will sing
‘till rise of the morning light.
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Oh, beautiful day
of November,
you give, and you play
in light everywhere.
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