With Your Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Let me be real and cool
Finding a hope that's so full
With your love for me

Don't let me be there apart
Or like an amours’ flying dart
Never reaching to thee

Give me something to care for
To fill my wanting days ahead
For I am never too sure
Where our footsteps have tread

I would ask you to feel
What you have made to start
But it would nowhere go

For love's someone to care for
Bring him through and ahead
Make each promise more and more
Till each one has been fed

I would ask you to feel
What you have made to start
Without anything to show

For love's someone to care for
Bring him through and ahead
Love is always to be sure
Till the causes have shed
In each heart of - not instead