I Am From Within Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am from within
a dream that might be true,
or a whimsy whim
that is just going through.

Day and the night
like flowers on the road,
a dream within the light
with not too much load.

I am like I say
something of the coming,
or going as it may
without dreams blooming.
So much in there for
a life just passing by,
some are not too sure
to know or what is why.

I've said I am here
this is my time now,
from being and nowhere
that's coming somehow.

Like night's away
and morning comes a day,
colors return to gray
and futures become a tray.