Old Love Songs (From Coradoba) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A flower in my heart
because spring is not here
a love song of earth
is inside growing

Thoughts of footsteps gone
unfolding from the past
through daydreams coming
with the hours away

My love song to you
to the night stars above
in a winter gray and dark
and new feelings

The poems of secrets on
in to the heart of dreams
like a river of old innocence
nested in our thoughts

Emotional breeze of leaves
from the garden dark chill
sleeping blossoms of past
inside our roots

The books that we remembered
from love songs fading
like days of old September
in to the dawn tomorrow