Falling - Sonnet Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Here is my joy and here is my sorrow
Only feelings can depart what they bring
Every hour's an onward step tomorrow
With what we give and in our heart can sing
You are hope if you follow right and wrong
Every trial has its destiny to go
To be the beat in your heart you could long
Is only from the inside settling to know

We have brothers and we have sisters falling
The sky's sometimes unclear and not blue
But a heart to heart - to you is calling
To make your decision and become true
I have love and so do you with all this
Though sometimes it all seems like bliss