Secretive In Their Ways Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Secretive in their ways
Love songs that come and go
Like stars before the days
Those only at nights show
We must find true destiny
That hides its face along
That carries it again free
Is what makes old young?

Give us fire of the light
With sunshine in the morn
The skies close and bright
For yesterdays to yearn
I will always think of you
When the clouds go by
Like a dream into the blue
Away it could again fly

Secretive in its hiding
All sayings gone before
A new glowing tiding
There in the coming war
Lose not love or defeat
Songs will find the truth
With moments to treat
In the hidden and uncouth



*From Sheetmusic Publishing: Secretive in Their Ways