Peter S. Quinn

A Walk Around The Park - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Walk around the park
Until you find its end
The hours of day and dark
Where some there spend
In falling flowing rivers
Of ticking's clock time
That each minute delivers
In steadfast and prime

Where life comes and goes
Through every out and in
And wind in wintry blows
In whirling scattered spin
Where love and songs are sung
With every mood and hour
In dreams of old and young
With many colored flower

And a day shall never fulfill
Every walking on through
As nothing is there still
For me or even for you
It goes like blinking gleams
Of every dancing theme
And nothing is as it seems
Inside this living stream

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 11, 2008

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