Dream Catcher Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dream catcher now you are with me
Taking my songs to your heart
Giving them flying that is free
Somewhere the new morn will start
The wishes are plentiful inside
Something of past and of futures
Through every moment must glide
Lines of the crossing and sutures

The hours are longing for more
To tell of dreams that is passing
What have these words there in store?
When they get numbered in classing
Our futures are nowhere in yet
With every aspect of new thoughts
We haven't still not here meet
Tied every meaning and knots

Dream catcher play with our aspiring
Something is going to nowhere
The flights in their circular gyring
Thoughts that come and go blare
A stranger is still our own prospect
With many knots to be loosen
Threads to the emotions reconnect
To every approach that is chosen