Just An Evening Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Just an evening song
Feelings flying on
Moment's touches to long
Till they are gone

Breezes of day living
Gleam from sky deep
Heart of longings giving
Of its beat to keep

Just an evening falling
Through colors going
To the autumn calling
While leaves are glowing

Dreams of days through
Sleep in night that comes
All that once was true
From old summer blossoms

Just for you and me
In days of dim shadows
Now the thoughts are free
As time forever goes

Dreams of morning breaks
Flowers of spring fragrance
Now in coldness flakes
As the hours dance