Peace of Mind

We search and search, but seldom find,
That cherished thing called peace of mind.
We rush and tear throughout the day,
Only to find it's gone away.
How can we woo it back again
And try its solace to retain?

Let's look upon God's garden fair,
And tend its wants and breathe its air
Of beauty, colour, wind and rain,
We will not have to search in vain,
We will not have to search to find
That cherished thing called peace of mind.

Let's give to those who are sad a drear
A helping hand, some thoughts of cheer,
Let's lead the blind, support the weak,
And think each time before we speak,
Lest we should seemingly, unkind,
Destroy another's peace of mind.

Let's raise our voices, loud and clear
In praise and thanks for all to hear,
For chances given every day,
To brighten someone's gloomy day,
The more you give, the less you'll find
You will have to search for peace of mind.

Kathleen Holmes