I See A Pictured Face Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I see a pictured face
Like a tune of heart
Innocent and its grace
Love wrinkles 1st start
Ways of all its undone
Time travels many ways
As time carries life on
It marks it with days

I see the old and new
Each day becomes night
As life moves on through
And gives another light
The time is always you
What comes and makes
Purpose in what you do
Each new one awakes

I see a line in the line
Of love feelings strong
Eyes with its sunshine
And a heart with its song
Love that can't define
The purpose of its being
Life of everything's fine
If its use your 'ere seeing