Never Been For Another (From, The River Sings On) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Be mine tomorrow,
When skies are clear and new;
Be mine to borrow,
When hours are dawn in dew.

Few steps away,
When love is beside me;
And again comes a day,
With footsteps silent and free.

So many treasurers,
So many new hours;
Inside the known pleasures,
Among the lawn flowers.
You and I for always,
Till night of evening comes;
And darker get the rays,
The pedicel and the blooms.

This is my heart,
Never been for another;
From the very start,
Like a sister or a brother.
You have shown life complete,
With what is between us;
Every going treat,
That moment’s away rush.

Be my iris,
And flowers of the dawn;
Every truth becomes from wish,
And from what love is drawn.