Reflective Poems

There’s a house in the country that’s quite undisturbed

And peace reigns supremely - except for the birds.

    They sing in the morning, the afternoons too,

    And even at sunset their voices are heard.

 

There’s a house in the country where flowers freely grow

Where fruit trees surround it and cold winds don’t blow.

   There’s a chair sitting there:  Come, let’s take a rest -

   And put into your minds good thoughts of the best.

 

Write down on your list the things which bring joy -

And I’m sure there are lots for each girl and each boy.

   Have you written down ten?  Well, stop, write no more:

   With these thoughts you've opened your happiness door.

 

 

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