There Is A Time Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is a time
For all affection,
There is a way
For each direction.
- For each of our love.

I'll find the truth
Wherever I go,
I'll look for you
'Cause I love you so.

There's a life
The truest thing,
It will arrive
And along sing.

I'll find the truth
And hearts will grow,
Bring back the youth
After winter's snow.

The growth in spring,
Remind me of the power
Love alone can bring
In a together hour.

The sea of passion
Is never ordinary,
Nor going out of fashion
For you and me.