Quiet Waters Poem by Hm. Nes

Take me back to quiet waters
Though the brook's polluted now
And all muddied by the cow

Still I'll go to find what matters
Search the attic of the house
Chase away the little mouse

Mom and Dad will fix me coffee
Open up the album book
Show old pictures of the brook

Before the factory dumped in poison
Took away our peaceful stream
Stole for good our lovely scene

Thankfully we do have pictures
If not ruined over time
By neglect or turpentine

Dad was steady, Mom a tower
Though they seldom stopped to write
Never stooped to pick a fight

Till the factory tore the house down
Buried cow and mouse in brook
Left for me this troubled look

Pictures faded and the memories
Poison fills my heart with pain
Fear I'll never be the same

Mom and Dad are passed forever
Coffee's cold but my heart's hot
Unforgiveness, bitter rot

Take me please to quiet waters
Stable rest for troubled soul
Peace at last I long to know

I must go to find what matters
At the cross where Jesus died
For my grief was crucified

He will trade my pain for joy there
At the cross my Jesus cares
Happy day! My sins He bears