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Peace
Peace is like a falling leaf,
That tumbles through the trees,
So calm and tranquil, heaven-hushed,
By God's own gentle breeze.
Peace is like a bird on wing-
Pure white, descending dove,
That reaches down to everyone
And touches us with love.
Peace is like a puffy cloud
That floats contentedly -
Relaxed, untouched by anxious cares,
In all serenity.
Peace is like a precious gift,
A gift God leaves with all -
Not as the world gives, does He give,
To those who heed His call.
Hazel M. Blough |