These Are Days Poem by Peter S. Quinn

These are days of going yesterdays
In the hours of captured moments on
With their many promises and pays
Till every dream of theirs is gone

Sunshine moods of coming years afar
Playing through its mirth of all spend
Each captured way of splendid armoire
Until lose ends go again downtrend

Walk away into the going summer
With the windows open for new air
In arrive of ambitious up-and-comer
That is always in circling corners near
Dolls in doll-maker's house are showing
Where every mood each way is going

We may disagree in a reason to fight
Living with motive that’s quick to fall
Trying to bring our own to its light
When there is a time for its given call

Sunshine moods of coming years afar
Playing through its mirth of all spend
Each captured way of splendid armoire
Until lose ends go again downtrend

(from my Album: Something More)