Dark Journeys Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Whispering winds in willow trees
Always so young and free
So precious with me and dear
With everything that is here
Through dark journeys and sunshine
Lady luck comes in importunity
Softly walking the thin line
She’s adorable and figured splendidly

Softly spoken words for all
Listen to them carefully
When you destiny shall call
Be prepared to listen and see
Nothing is like a tricky treat
Everything will come or go
Standing on two lonely feet
It is the only way to know

Whisper softly morning breeze
Nothing comes again like this
Do what you must or whom to please
Is the only right way or amiss
Bring sunshine back to the heart
Never let expectation go on by
Every day is young when it'll start
Nothing will stop blue new sky

Softly spoken words for all
Listen to them carefully
When your destiny shall call
Be prepared to listen and see
Lady luck gives as she takes
Anything you don't handle right
Allot of suffering heartaches
Complicating it with her plight

Whispering winds in willow trees
Always so young and free
So precious with me and dear
With everything that is here
Through dark journeys and sunshine
Lady luck comes with opportunity
Softly we walk the thin line
Both adorable and amazingly