It's Just A Play Poem by Peter S. Quinn

It's just a play
life and life going by,
on its drifting way
like the distant sky.
We are finding out
what life is for,
ways in trust and doubt
always more and more.

Yesterdays are gone
tomorrow is so near,
in ties on and on
futures are not clear.
What will be, will be
in all our tries,
just you wait and see
where that dream lies.

It's just a play
tomorrow isn't here,
but its road and way
is coming always near.
Like a picture's taken
past is gone through,
dreams reality waken
some are made by you.