Before It’s All Lost Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Soft is my heart like the wind blows
Reach a feeling of touch and more
Everything comes as it all too goes
Reaching days for what it is for

Life is a going and a turning ways
Giving its spin a gaze awhile
So many hours in moments and days
Each the embroidery of its own style

Love songs to feel light years away
Goals to teach and make into new
Something for love that awakes the day
Giving the clouds or making sky blue

Promises living and touching us all
Something in the making or broken to dust
Seasons coming to us making their call
Everything that turns before it’s lost
Everything that turns before it’s all lost

Promises living and touching us all
Something in the making or broken to dust
Seasons coming to us making their call
Everything that turns before it’s lost
Everything that turns before it’s all lost

Love songs to feel light years away
Goals to teach and make into new
Something for love that awakes the day
Giving the clouds or making sky blue

Time is taking footsteps
To forgotten rows
Feelings from our heart
With times to time goes
Everything is filled
With dreams of forgotten places
That once in the times filled
Us with their graces


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