Quiet waters, ducks & drakes

This is all it really takes

To slow one down from modern Life

So full of noise & daily strife

 

Quiet Waters, hum of bees

In the clove, 'neath the trees

Among the banks grow poppies red

And one large daisey waves its head

 

Quiet Waters, gliding swan

The weary eye can rest upon

To store away within the soul

This vision that can make one whole

 

Quiet Waters, gentle breeze

Whisp'ring through the willow trees

Joins the birdsong harmony

Creating natures symphony

 

Quiet Waters, sights & sounds

Ensure one's heart with joy abound

When even back amidst the foil

Nothing can this memory spoil.