Dreams Of Another Day Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dreams of another day
oceans waving still,
symphony of a life's play
opportunities hill;
Here they come to find
what is inside true,
open thoughts of mind
both of me and you.

Roads of never turning
into this of gone,
life is joy of learning
rising day and sun;
much of our reason
give and takes away,
life's a spring season
and colors of its ray.

Fulfilled in destiny
what you have of learning,
roots of earth's tree
days of many yearning;
Here the beats all are
from the playful song,
dreams of days afar
in each the way to long.