Surrounded by chaos,
Searching for calm,
Let's take a walk,
It won't do any harm.
Just to clear my mind,
Take some nice deep breath's,
A nice little change,
Is as good as a rest.
I'm walking along,
Surrounded by trees,
The sun on my face,
There's a slight gentle breeze,
The sounds of the birds,
Are soothing to mind,
Here in this valley,
My troubles behind.
For this is the place,
Of beauty so fine,
This is the place,
Like a fine tasting wine,
A place where my cares,
Don't get in my way,
A place that I love,
In every way.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How did I let this one go by? Bravo!
Thanks LeeAnn x You are so kind x