Fields Of Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Fields of love
Your heart with its longing
Distance glows from above
In our day and becoming
Fields of gold
Every dream to its high
Freshly moments to hold
Never again to die

Fields to last
And bringing its glow around
Dreams to gentleness cast
Those are all inside found
Love is treasures never going
Filling the years on
Fields of touch in its glowing
Never from us gone

Fields of togetherness
Their moments to touch
Taking away life’s bitterness
And affecting us much
Whatever it is we’re made from
From snow to earth dark tin
Wherever its colors blossom
Love is its truest within

Freedom to all!