Remember Me
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Peter S. Quinn
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Remember me
for all my songs,
remember me
and how my heart longs.
For days and night
and all its happiness,
wrong or right
try to be always fresh.
Remember my ways
and how much I long,
the happy days
in each and every song
and what comes then
in my style,
and still again
in each its while.
Remember me
and all my dreams,
that come to be
in my music streams;
and all the melodies
that keepon coming,
to play and please
in dreams on summing.
Dream on dream on
your days of blooming,
before summer's gone
and winter is humming.
For dreams are the way
to find and make a while,
bring sun shining day
for dreams with your smile.
Every hour is playful
giving much to its ways,
don't be of it fearful
if it works with its plays.
For nothing comes easy
to give you a taste,
all work is so "pleasey"
that's not made in haste.
I hope you like my song
it was easy playing,
it comes in tuneful strong
in its tuneful laying
Remember me,
please remember me.
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