Torching Leaves Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love is
The beautiful oasis of life,
With everything;
Like waves of the ocean,
Always turning
And giving its new.
Yesterdays become today
When we remember our feelings,
And every dream is like
A painted flower
In pureness and trust;
You are like I am,
That love has found,
In our better worth
And what shall become more,
If we grow it.

Together,
Our love will stand
And grow like a tree,
From the roots and up;
Sunlight is in our eyes,
Torching its leaves
And treading or feelings
With love.



* With this picture: http: //www.flickr.com/photos/peter_s_quinn/3871632878/