Oh Life.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh life is so sure
of it's going on and going,
dreams too alure
without dreams knowing;
all is in its unknown
winter days on growing,
grayish frost white gown
wintry nights blowing.

Yesterdays are all gone
into the past deep,
but futures are never done
they'll reap and reap;
into the days coming
that we still don't know,
its song is near humming
till these moments go.

Oh life is its short while
giving and making,
purpose and its style
what those times are waking;
steps into the unknown
what will be, will be,
futures are not shown
you'll have to wait and see.