There is something that is here now snowing <br />In the heart that is sitting cold inside, <br />For its throbbing's to memories owing <br />And still to those vanished moments abide. <br /> <br />The truth is in your heart like a firm stone <br />Or flowers that give new morning pleasures, <br />And in the gray shadows still sits alone <br />Finding in the coming hours countermeasures. <br /> <br />Beautiful day, oh lost ongoing night <br />The moments that betrayed each flowing hour, <br />All those thoughts that come and go in their flight <br />Like each bud that becomes a new flower. <br /> <br />There is closure and nearness to them all, <br />Like there is light here now, - where darkness did fall.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-something-a-love-song/
