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Best Poems From
PETER S. QUINN
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I am Transparent
I am transparent
Like stone in the mud
I am transparent
Like cloud in the sky
I am transparent
Like the watery sea
I am transparent
But that is just me
The flow of my song
In its many clays
The feelings I long
In each of my days
All walking and going
Like transparent glow
My heart is growing
Its beats to and fro
I am transparent
Like yesterdays lives
I am transparent
With downs and its gives
I am transparent
To follow my dream
I am transparent
But still I'm a stream
Peter S. Quinn
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Ill Be There
Ill be there
In everywhere you go
Softness like sunshine
Each your step and flow
Ill be there
Softly feeling on
Till everythings fine
And your worries gone
Ill be there
Like daybreak new
Dreams of rising slow
If you want me too
Ill be there
Just be there for you
Footsteps in new snow
Fresh breeze coming thru
Ill be there
In all the things you love
Mist in the faraway
Clouds in drift above
Ill be there
You and I are one
Sunshine in everywhere
From the rising sun
Peter S. Quinn
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Lyric to a Babe (From, Lost Song Poems)
Oh baby babe give me a sign
Something I can relate to,
Or I'll be walking a strait line
Trying my luck without you;
Reaching the top from the low
Everything's fine here with me,
We further away shall grow
If we to love can't both agree.
Like the times will settle in
With all the reasons and doubt,
Growing apart is a sin
If we can't live here without;
Feelings we gave to both
With arms reaching to hold,
When giving trust and betroth
Searching the warmth in cold.
Oh baby babe give me a life
That I can call of my own,
Searching I've been in and strife
Never to be more alone;
I've meet faces in a row
That never to love shall agree,
Like lonesome wind that will blow
Unreachable down to any tree.
Peter S. Quinn
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Never Let Your Dream Go By
Never let your dreams go by,
Never let your dream die;
Nothing here goes on forever,
Like, 'I love you always so'.
You should always feel and know,
But our ways are sometimes blind;
Every thought that lives and flows,
Like the time that grows and goes.
Opened doors are left behind,
Just as time passes down and flies;
Everything in life here dies,
But every soul goes together.
There are laughters in the air,
There are cries everywhere;
We have time so we can try,
Never let our dream go by.
Never lose what you have found,
Take your dream to a solid ground;
Reach a mountain reach the sky,
Reach the top before you die.
Never let your dreams go by,
Have a time and have a try;
Opened doors are left behind,
On the mountains you shall find,
- Those open doors go everywhere.
Peter S. Quinn
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