Days Are Going While You Live Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every day is like a new morning
Of the waves ocean song
Where your heart will be turning
And your reasons all long
Nothing sweet will ever stay
Forever the times are turning on
Like the light in dawn's play
Moment’s dreams are all gone

Fool yourself with few dreams
For you think it's up to you
But the hour forward streams
Into the gone lonesome blue
Feelings are just to depart
With no reasons to be real
You may know with your heart
How it is that you might feel

Days are going while you live
Anything might turn up there
Ways and thoughts that you give
Taking some and others share
You thought someday you'd be found
With the footsteps you walked
But too much is here all around
No one ever of you talked