Oh Dream.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh, the dream of love
where do you go,
like the cloud above
you move and flow.
And get on by
in drifting along,
through blueness of the sky
and breezy on a song.

You go on and go on
with dreams at sight,
and still, you aren't done
in dim of the night.
When stars brightly shine
with the glow of its far,
in silver threads line
of a faraway star.

oh, a dream of eternity
you'll go thereon,
for a dream is always free
and never really done.
Each day or the dark
when magic is here,
you'll glow in its spark
with dreams everywhere.