Peace -by Lois Macdonald

Peace can’t be found on busy streets
It’s found in fields where daisies meet
In comfy chairs and brand new books
By roaring fires and babbling brooks
Peace can’t be heard when the TV’s on
It’s outside dancing to the cricket song
As she lovingly calls to the human race
I’m over here, just slow down your pace.

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