There Is So Much Loneliness Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is so much loneliness
every single day,
for times aren't for caress
in each their special way.

Deep down there's sorrow
feelings of days in cold,
like there was no tomorrow
in its array of hold.

We need to give more
be there more for each,
know what love's for
and from it kindness teach.

For everything goes around
like times breezy blow,
the heart is always found
where roots of love grows.

There is much profound
in each kindness confusion,
the months just go around
for more of life delusion.

It needn't all be so
there's a heart for everyone,
like seasons come and go
and rivers run on and on.