Oh Love Is Here Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh love is here
to grow and give,
roots everywhere
where life live;
time is ticking
in seasons grow,
and dreams flicking
to morning glow.

Oh love - your way
so much in high,
like a sunny day
and a blue sky;
time is flying
and seasons call,
each way tying
to time's wall.

Oh love come here
bring your sweet,
to times everywhere
that days meet;
for nothing's still
it goes on going,
to give and fulfill
what's worth knowing.