Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Refuge

In all the turmoil, rush and mad events,
I have a quiet place
Within my heart
To give me peace. The peace and beauty of:
Fur trees standing in the snow, undaunted there,
Wind rustling through green leaves on summer days,
A baby sweetly sleeping in soft dreams,
A lazy dog contented in the sun,
White apple blossoms opening in the spring,
The music of church bells across the town,
The hearty laughter of a child at play.
I have a quiet place
Within my heart
To give me peace.

~Dana B. Nelson

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Husband. Father. Grandfather. Life enthusiast. Life coach. Commentator. My world. Sharing My perspectives.

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