I'M Trying To Be Nice – A Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'm trying to be nice
I know its hart to succeed
Every beat away dies
That you in the heart read
Drifting afar and through
The morning passing is gone
The sunshine is up to you
That comes within and on

Let us together be close
Night inside always to fall
Like petals of a rose
That perfect shape enthrall
Drifting afar to our dream
Oceans deep and vast
Rivers of freshness stream
Everything what we trust

You and I coming there
The years don't mean a thing
Together hope we'll share
And home to our heart bring
Drifting with wings of two
Letting the clouds find a day
So much is there in the blue
That carries its weightless weigh