The Dreams That Didn'T Come True Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now night has come to another day
Of falling shadows going
So much shall turn in the light play
Without we really knowing
The dreams that didn't come true
In the dimness of the dark
Everything that went there through
In its deep glowing spark

Moving on to another dimension
Where nobody knows
Light and colors of lost comprehension
On to the hidden goes
So much from your closed eyes
That you were once thinking about
When your dreams were full skies
Without their daily doubt

Every fantasy of illuminating shade
That always is quite openly
With your imaginations made
And has now become free
Carousels at the heaven's gate
Carrying dreams chariots on to the deep
In to the hours of coming fate
Where further moments again shall reap