Love Is A Precious Feeling Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is a precious feeling
With so much tender done
Each from past summer stealing
To carry its whispers on
Heart into heart are falling
Never to be left alone
Memories from there calling
Walking from steeple stone

If you love truly truly
All is in your heart still
Dreams are for always to be
Each footstep they will fulfill
Always believe in you
You can accomplish it all
Beyond the sweetest blue
Each of your dreams may fall

Love is just what you wish
Much of it comes to be
Unremitting sunshine bliss
Always to comfort carefree
You have your times to give
Likewise so many have done
Bring in the feelings you live
Fore all of its love’s here gone