Like The Winds Are Blowing (From Minutes Of Falling Days) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Baby let me come with you
To the next of everything
Let me see the one thing true
What the inside might bring
The feelings - differences today
Every cast in peaceful making
What they give and what they say
When time flows in - it’s aching

Baby here I am so new
With the many times knowing
Always going clear and through
Like the winds are blowing
Nothing new to this and that
Only confronting old time's past
Bringing though controversial pat
Everything you came to trust

Baby always - these are you
Giving thoroughness to new wheels
From the clearness of the blue
Each their casts and feels
Tomorrow when the new one comes
Through with everything to hold
Like the billow waves that strums
From the hot in - to the very cold