In peaceful days, I find my greatest joy No wealth nor power could bring such content With humble means, my soul feels employed And life’s pure pleasures are my heart’s lament The sun’s warm rays, the gentle breeze that blows The rustling leaves, the birds’ sweet melodies These simple things, each day my heart bestows A true delight, a balm to life’s unease No grandeur sought, no fame nor fortune won For me, a life of peace and love will do A quiet place, a garden in the sun Where I can tend my herbs and flowers true With simple joys, my heart feels truly blessed In gratitude, my soul finds perfect rest