Make Me
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Peter S. Quinn
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Take my hand
And let me fly away
So I may understand
What makes a new day
Let me catch the ray
Of sunshine rising
Feel its onward play
In evening disguising
Make me like a cloud
To drift and dream
Meadow fields unplowed
River´s playful stream
Anything to glow
For the eye to catch
White crystal snow
Stars that never match
Anything to create
Make me a pencil draw
In your heart to activate
Puzzles of love’s jigsaw
You and I to cooperate
Into passion’s ways
Adore in all its weight
With its many roundelays
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