poem of mood
Like everything that goes away;
Into the dark and blue,
Somber is the winter day.
I'm in mood of loneliness,
Past is so precious and dear;
Flowers that once were fresh,
Aren't now nowhere near.
Give me a moment to fly,
And forget how it's dark;
Only dawn's freshly sky,
Is still giving its spark.
Where has the warmth gone to,
Why are the clouds so gray?
Loneliness in me and you,
To our hearts now will play.
I will wait for spring,
To see the morning clear;
Let my soul again sing,
With the colors everywhere.
I will dream and I will long,
Through this coldness - dull,
Give back a happier song,
When summer anew is full.
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2006-10-21 at 20:03
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Oh My Mood
Summertime is through,Like everything that goes away;
Into the dark and blue,
Somber is the winter day.
I'm in mood of loneliness,
Past is so precious and dear;
Flowers that once were fresh,
Aren't now nowhere near.
Give me a moment to fly,
And forget how it's dark;
Only dawn's freshly sky,
Is still giving its spark.
Where has the warmth gone to,
Why are the clouds so gray?
Loneliness in me and you,
To our hearts now will play.
I will wait for spring,
To see the morning clear;
Let my soul again sing,
With the colors everywhere.
I will dream and I will long,
Through this coldness - dull,
Give back a happier song,
When summer anew is full.
Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
Read 1271 times
Written on 2006-10-21 at 20:03
Tags Poem Mood Mind
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