Peter S. Quinn


My Heart Is A Feeling - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My heart is a feeling
Existing in all its try
Soft weaving wheeling
In the variations sky

Dreams that are to be
Flying in instants beat
Setting love wings free
New day moments meet

All is a love inside
Day from night arriving
As we thru years glide
Fresh interests contriving

Don’t be a heart of stone
Always be lover of more
You´ll never be alone
Sailing you boat to shore

Moments are precious few
On to their going streams
Tomorrow is up to you
To follow you own dreams

Many times have gone
Nothing to make or find
But carry your purpose on
In Revived truth combined


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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 7, 2012


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