Love Is The Deepest Feeling Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is the deepest feeling that goes for all
And gives of its height its wheat and fresh snow
Its hill and its meadows, if found, you'll know
What makes the water in rivers that call
It is of summer as much as the fall
Unquenched among climbing vines, those go
In lights of fire in the bush that will glow
Through the walking of time and its enthrall

The dark leaves that fall in the passing day
May reach every crown of cold and heat
Be delight of springtime or desert way
At dawn coming blossom or night bittersweet
Love is like peace always quite hart to reach
It takes precious time to give from and teach


*Best wishes to all and a Happy New Year!
I wish you all Love and Peace …
Peter S. Quinn