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MY ACRES by AMELIA M. CRECELIUS

First Line: TRANQUIL AND QUIET
Last Line: AND STILLS HEART'S PAIN.
Subject(s): HOME; PEACE;
Tranquil and quiet
My acres lie,
Between the lowly hills
Tree and fern-clad.
Hills which speak
Of powers divine
Hidden in folds
Of rock and earth.

Tranquil and serene
Let me live life,
Amidst the simple hills
Clothed in the hue
And lacy beauty
Of redbuds and dogwood,
While at their feet
The river moves serene.

Here in this peace
Of tranquil loveliness,
Away from man's
Forbidding noisy cities,
Nature heals
By magic art
The wounds of mind
And stills heart's pain.



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