Poem Of Originality Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now times are still to share
Like a nest is full of life
Each road that leads to here
In fate and a little strife
In a wide and open road
That goes to your own way
The pleasure lives and load
Your moment's that won't stay

Our heart before what's done
Of love and stories liked
Each morning that has shone
And into the causes diked
Given of its seeds and taste
Garland that we have found
And never be given to waste
Till each were safe and sound

Times with nestlings young
Those yet have wings to grow
For the futures they do long
And of them here now show
Each line we will offer here
Into this never ending vast
And with the likes to share
To be together in here at last


(*Peter, is now enjoying taking photographs, having it easy and traveling…; [now, in a high altitude…])