The Love Song (From, Bob’s Buttercups Songs) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is a love everywhere true
And giving to your life
Some wishfully to renew
In your walk on and strife
And feelings that are inside
Go long ways with each time
And be you’re onwards guide
In every flow and prime
There is a blessing
Here among
That shall gather
And give a song

Each day and night in knowing
What comes to give its taste?
And before ever going
In every daily haste
All love that comes with living
Is all that needs to be
So much from inside giving
Forever for someone to free
There is a blessing
Here today
That shall prosper
And give of its way

There’s reason for everything
That pride can't break away
And what was in beginning
Will always much longer stay
For time's of love without end
And cannot die out so fast
You only its way might bend
But most of its functions shall last
There is a blessing
Here among
That shall gather
And give this song

There is a love everywhere true
Looking for someone out there
It might as well be you
That shall come and become aware