Somewhere.... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh you are somewhere
like soft morning rain,
rain drops here and there
softly affection and plain.
Days gone into nothingness
feelings touching the same,
old hearts in their caress
and burning old lives flame.

Oh now the time is only
of what we had for a while,
days like raindrops lonely
in their state and beguile.
And nothing in its endure
for the new days to appear,
imaginings of faraway lure
in all the moments here.

Oh you blossom of the fall
days flow is still in rivulet,
and days of new spring call
withouttimes lonely regret.
Oh love's somewhere found
in all this moment's inspire,
for days still come around
to give of its love and desire.