My Heart Is Full Of Fall’s Tone Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My heart is full of fall’s tone
The leaves of summer's last
So much in their dreams alone
From yesterdays still and past

Their hours now dark and cold
With drifting thoughts only
For nothing to days can hold
They come about here lonely

I tried to reach to hours gone
To give back the moments lost
But I was just then carried on
To go where time had crossed

Through endless fields of dark
In the dreams of all forgotten
The hours that did once spark
But are now leaves of rotten

My heart is in winter’s hark
With longings to its tomorrow
O come here again to embark
Of new to give and borrow

For nothing be in times still
To go no further from here
Like thoughts dreams to fulfill
From this point to New Year