Poet: Garnett Ann Schultz
The joy of a rose with its
sweet perfume
On a lazy summer day.
The blue of the sky as the dawn
steals through
To welcome a bright new day.
A little child with a
laughing heart . . .
A hope and a peace supreme.
A hilltop fair with its
whispering wind
And a valley nestled between.
A friendly smile and a
handclasp warm
A gladness to call my own.
A fireside warm and a
happy thought
Whenever I’m alone.
A quiet joy that can fill
my mind
Each night at the long day’s end.
A thrill complete and a
rich content
Because I have been a friend.
These joys are mine as I walk
life’s road
Wherever the journey might lead.
These are the hope and the
Faith I know,
All that my heart can need.
The richest treasures,
the brightest dreams
To last throughout all time
My heart holds a smile and
my soul is content.
I’m rich, for these joys are mine!
The joy of a rose with its
sweet perfume
On a lazy summer day.
The blue of the sky as the dawn
steals through
To welcome a bright new day.
A little child with a
laughing heart . . .
A hope and a peace supreme.
A hilltop fair with its
whispering wind
And a valley nestled between.
A friendly smile and a
handclasp warm
A gladness to call my own.
A fireside warm and a
happy thought
Whenever I’m alone.
A quiet joy that can fill
my mind
Each night at the long day’s end.
A thrill complete and a
rich content
Because I have been a friend.
These joys are mine as I walk
life’s road
Wherever the journey might lead.
These are the hope and the
Faith I know,
All that my heart can need.
The richest treasures,
the brightest dreams
To last throughout all time
My heart holds a smile and
my soul is content.
I’m rich, for these joys are mine!
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