Somewhere Each Love Will Go Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Somewhere each love will go
When days of feelings are over
We will never surly know
When a heart becomes a rover
Listen to the birds now
In this summer morning
They will manage somehow
In their days of yearning

Sometimes a heart will know
What brings the beat still
Times will come and they'll go
The moments to fulfill
Look at clouds drifting by
How they easily just float
In the blue summer sky
On their opportunity rote

Be the one in needing love
Desiring moods to come
Like the clouds so far above
To and fro in distant swum
Anything will turn away
Leave your heart far behind
This is like the tones play
Some to keep - others, not find