A lyric...


I've Come To Realize

Times are just changing
and making stuff of new,
love feelings arranging
and giving hope for you.
Anything may come here
make a time its while,
be gone from everywhere
when it's reach its style.

I've come to realize
life's a bit of a fantasy,
problems in its disguise
until you become free.

Like everything in its day
turning around and being,
keeping nearness in a way
let you find out or seeing.
All turns though around
one daytime or the other,
something again is found
for a sister or a brother.

I've come to realize
life's bit of a fantasy,
problems in its disguise
until you become free.

There is a way going back
finding different ways,
what you've or what you lack
is how your fortune plays.
No one is just like you
everyone is a bit singular,
some get close and through
others have gone too far.




Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2018-02-05 at 20:00

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