Day Dreams Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Day dreams of gone gone by
All of my left pleasures
The dreams in the hidden sky
Full of its cloudy treasures

There is a love song young
In every summer renew
Something from spring to long
Until its days are through

Day dreams of endless light
Never to keep on still
In their hope and flight
From each morning's fulfill

Yesterday's forgotten tone
In thoughts that never came
Like shadows are now alone
Burning like evening flame

Day dreams in longing's flow
Oceans of hidden ways
Upon fresh morning's glow
Within the new born days

There are its days all new
Endless on tone and shade
Coming like a light through
From moment's colors made