I Bring You This In Sadness Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I bring you this in sadness
For one is gone away
He gave so much of gladness
In poet's words and play...

Dream a dream of dream
For everything's so close
Nothing as real as it seem
Darkness, a morning or a rose

Love's so tender in its while
Giving of it feeling's grace
Inside and in all its beguile
Has every turn and its ways

Remember songs of singing
That inside your heart did grow
And love of memories bringing
And then for a time did go

I wanted those songs forever
For delight they gave beauty
But now they'll echo together
Inside my compassion so free

All life must from us depart
But songs will keep singing on
Inside our memory and heart
Though its writer from us is gone