Young Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My heart's still here for you
Though you are not in my day,
I loved you young that's true
In the many gone years away.

A teenage devotion for the two
And their dreams on the horizon,
Now I only remember for you
When there are blossoms in spring.

Young hearts are still in rising days
Though all is gone that was ours,
I have inside our youthful ways
When spring comes with its flowers.

And all we had together precise
When dreams where still so young,
I remember our juvenile ties
And you still my heart does long.

My heart is in a way waiting
For our times to meet again,
With lives adore in its debating
But I know I'm searching in vain.

Teenage dreams that now are gone
For life was lost in young love,
But still time carries existence on
In spring flowers and blue skies above.