Walk My Way.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Walk my way
give me something,
let my day
be in singing.
Everything comes fresh
into coming days,
with its much caress
that in touch plays.

Bring it all to me
let it shimmer on,
from times and eternity
both are all gone.
Times must pounder by
full of days and light,
cloudless sunshine sky
days just coming bright.

All in here to stay
with futures bright,
in a summer play
and their color flight.
Tones of days to sing
on to futures on,
lover's heart to bring
beats of lives gone.

Walk my way
give me something,
let my day
be in singing.
Tones from heart deliver
into past deep,
like leaves that shiver
beauty from its sleep.