Every Day In Our Lifetime (A Song) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every day in our lifetime
There are moments coming here
Feelings so wonderful sublime
And everywhere quite near
We will come to understand
What those all mean to us
When the evening's in bland
Of memories that came across

For only time shall tell
What purposes come to do
Contained by their many spell
For years to me and you
And every hour's a precious one
With wings of thought to conquer
These days will soon be gone
As times grows old in year