It Isn’t Easy Poem by Peter S. Quinn

These are our hope days
Finding easy high
In every mood and ways
What we want to try
When the time is right
In these days and light

These are riffling waves
Making dreams true
What everyone craves
Might still get through
When the time is right
In these dreams and night

Our flying isn’t easy
Through the times we go
A little bit quite breezy
In its air and flow

These are our good hours
Reaching to each other
Give and share peace flowers
With your sister and brother
When the time is right
And your wings have flight

Our trying isn’t easy
Through each stage and show
A little bit quite queasy
But still we, still we go

Still we go