I Have My Wishes There Poem by Peter S. Quinn

My love the night I have my wishes there
Flying around in the sky misty marvel
Circles in the making of hours to tell
Something of tranquil twinkling to share
The songs from the past on there without dying
Giving potential their expectations
With their future's hope and habitations
Aspiring dreams to our reality flying

Lands of faraway space peregrinate
Through the distant and into the deep night
Abyss of sleep to the unknown profound
Tomorrow's of hope that opens new gate
To grant us the knowledge to see its sight
Sailing our sails to the new world and ground