This Dream Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Each feeling of my heart
Is here to come and go
To give and then depart
Like rays in first light glow
And before it’s all done
The feelings here inside
The cool of a day is done
And stars above will glide

This dream of my dream
Is dark into the night
Filled in dancing stream
Through wondering flight
And to the coming evening
Sun opens shining wide
To a love that will sing
And through the hours guide

While night is in its play
With shadows corners high
Flickering fires won’t stay
Burning the darkish sky
Like every hour is going
With a love that has died
Wind of the past’s blowing
Where sparks once did hide