Thank You for that little peace,
The moment in the dayWhen all the world grew still and sweet,
And trouble slipped away.
Like the rose, impatient in bloom,
That opens in the sun,
Then settles into peaceful joy,
When that labor is done.
So was that moment, in the dusk,
When all the world grew still,
The instant when I felt both peace
And respite’s joyful thrill.
No comments:
Post a Comment