Every Day Is A Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every day is a song going by
With a heart calling on to you
Never showing a cloud in the sky
Only love that always comes true
Every reason is asking you why
In my mind you are coming through
Always like dreams up there high
In its ways and moments to do
Like a song in tunes that never die
Everything inside always new to try

Moments come and go back once more
Like a life that's going or coming
Every heart has its dreams in to pour
Through the stars and seeds blooming
With a day that is here with its store
Or a dream that is lost in its plumbing
With reality somewhere in its yore
Feelings that come apart for summing
Always inside their catchable lore
Trying to find what every answer is for