Peace On Earth
I cannot say why peace on Earth
Is found to be elusive
The benefits of choosing such
Are factually conclusive
The calm inside a mother’s womb
Is where we learn to dream
The tender heart, though very soft
Does not provide the cream
The suckle born of mother's milk
Befits a Prince of Peace
The promise of the Shepherd's fold
Presumes a golden fleece
The saddest cry, that tugs a heart
Is more than just a flow
It cannot swell a mountain stream
Until we let it go
The morning mist is gentle
For the dew that feeds the clover
It nurtures all and then recedes
Before the day is over
The moon provides a friendly glow
Of shadows on the wall
They ebb and flow, but when they go
They leave without a squall
The cat that naps without a care
Emits the perfect sound
The comfort of the master's bed
Is easy on the ground
The morning paints the flower beds
In welcome rays of sun
They break the day a joyful way
In warmth for everyone
The creatures that are small and meek
Are not so big and vain
They seek the shelter of the earth
The rhythm of the rain
The quality of life is such
That peace befits the heart
The calming voice of sanity
Is true by nature’s part.
Copyright © Bryan Norton | Year Posted 2021
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