Fly With Me Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Fly with me
When days are dark
Dreams are free
In their shining spark
All is awake
In the dim afar
Through autumn’s take
Those colors true are

Touch hours
With feelings true
Window’s frost flowers
Always make new
You and I
Take and back give
As times go by
And we both on live

Morning’s going
For an evening shine
Life is on flowing
Line for a line
Like dreams steady on
Memory is
All what’s gone
Moments gave bliss

Fly with me
With an open heart
Let love be free
Mend its broken start
Though yesterdays are gone
True love is still
Going with life on
After its own will