Night Becomes A Day Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Night becomes a day
Love songs move on
A heart becomes clay
When its beats are gone

Nothing is for eternity
Only for life's hour
Then again it's free
Like the autumn flower

You and I are here
Drifting in our days
Some thoughts to share
As the moment plays

Dancing beats of heart
Playful in their sharing
Like a musical part
We together are hearing

A life becomes clear
In its footsteps going
Memories of each year
Evening shine glowing

Everything's here to be
Like a morning ray
For a moment to see
Before the evening gray