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.