Now It's Time Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now it's time to give and go
and be nothing more,
before you will even know
you ‘ll reach your last shore.

Times don't dwell for long
they move and go on,
like dreams come to long
until its dream is done.

Now here is this life ‘s while
in all their rise and fall,
beguiling its deep style
and giving its ways and call.

In moments to touch and sing
of feelings from a heart,
and easily to a song bring
each stanza in their start.

O love songs of their while
how easy they come and go,
with singing and their style
in moments of playing flow.

They are all from a heart
that sang its wonderous air,
but melodies do all depart
when time goes from here.