Peter S. Quinn
Return To Bright Skies - Poem by Peter S. Quinn
Return to bright skies,
Our yesterday’s sweet dreams;
You learn through ears and eyes,
What in mysteries sometimes seems.
Return to cloudlets highs,
With a work in tomorrow schemes;
Road of fortune there lies,
With sunshine in glowing beams.
You and I are both falling,
Until our breathing stories end;
The days of unknown are calling,
With moods of forgotten blend.
You and I through strolling,
The Coppers of fortune to bend;
In many ways experience enrolling,
Of each what we own attend.
Give and take is easy,
But reaching their goal is tough;
Like flowers blossom in breezy,
In places of wild and rough.
Return to hope and thoughts,
In what you were building before;
We are the future aquanauts,
To sail our imaginings ashore.
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