Shifting hours growing heart pain, <br />Love's walked out down the lane; <br />I have search but all in vain, <br />Winter's growing long. <br /> <br />Curtains down tempers bound me, <br />All my love is out and free; <br />No more sunshine there to see, <br />Just a heartsick song. <br /> <br />Whispering in lonely hours, <br />Autumn past and rainy showers; <br />Earth's bound its blooming powers, <br />Was my passion wrong?<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/41-from-what-s-really-happening-in-54-numbers-2/
