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These Footsteps
These footsteps are going
On the falling autumn leaves
Their bleaching on glowing
In the brief moments grieves
All distant is so uneasy
Filling the instant of life
As now the cold is breezy
On petals blossoms rife
My love my love calling
In a outlying evening song
Like those leave falling
And I stop on and long
These moments now gone
To yesterdays singing blue
Though we must carry on
Still have dreams come true
These leaving wounds roads
That our love once found
Are in their dreamy loads
But still here all around
O love song of the evening
As fire in scattered bites
To me once more youll sing
In coming crystalline nights
Peter S. Quinn
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These Guitar Tones
These guitar tones,
Singing into the air
With tunes of moonless nights;
I have heard them before,
When a candle light dies
When wind blows out the lights:
These guitar tones,
That make me morn
The days that all are done;
With only memories, to carry on
Peter S. Quinn
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These Moments Rivers of Time
These moments are now in their last of ray
In this year soon to be gone to the past
Flowers from memories sun shining lost
Each of the old - to the end of its play
Many are the opportunities way
The rivers of time have given their best
Now like a glow upon gravel aged crest
Meeting each their hope in some short of pay
Come into tomorrow up full of dreams
The seeds of freshness to be to earth sown
Watering way - to give it some revive
May every feeling be of river's streams
Into true depth of summers of its own
Give every love it's workout to thrive
Peter S. Quinn
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This Is You and This Is Me (a lyric)
This is you and this is me
All feelings are steps between
Let me be and set me free
Truth needs always to be clean
Keep your distant if you don't mean it
When you say you love me dearly
Nobody needs her feelings to submit
If she only means it nearly
Embrace me and then listen
To the love words I'll tell you
Once heart is and then it isn't
When our luck has all run through
This is you and this is me
All feelings are steps between
Let me be and set me free
Truth needs always to be clean
Embrace me...
Peter S. Quinn
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