#14 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dreaming of a better place,
Losing thoughts from my past.
Life has many different ways,
Slow motion and fast.
All alone and lonely too,
Never letting love go.
Alive emotions always new,
A seedling from it grows.

Why am I so tender now?
Fragile in my believes.
I need faithfulness somehow,
Take away my grieves.

Dreaming of a better place,
Time is drifting by.
Learning again my ways,
In a cloudless sky.