A Melody.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My heart is a melody
That sweetly goes on and on
It‘s beat like a symphony
Week points and strong
The days are its yearning
In everything that goes
And I am always learning
Its new and fresh tone flows

It's full of past memory
That goes into the missing
A dream of tones so free
That tone and beat are kissing
And flows just within me
Like dreams into the night
So much still there to be
Of tones deep and bright

These tones are ecstasy
Like morning approaching
In my observance so free
And in my days will sing
It's like a love impending
In each my day and wake
A melody of never-ending
My heart always shall make