Mist In The Air

P Peter S. Quinn Peter S. Quinn
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The day is now not clear But mist in the air With little hope of tomorrow sky Dreams that once were blue and high Into the differences already Going like flowers and grass steady A dream that unfolds in silence With illustrations of gone green trance A love song of the never ending Into time and more time blending Flowing to the going past With all that we thought would last A turning of days in slope The walk away departure of hope With something that's still there inside As we in our thoughts abide Dreams that we thought were always Now on to memory plays That you have given and made Like flowers of pale that fade And nothing but abysses sea With days in clouds forever to be Like birds in flight playing the night And finding a song That serves reminiscences right (Just like a cloud drifting away From the days of sorrow Bring in new trust for another day So we may have still tomorrow What has been lost you might find when Trials are crossed within new hope again)

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