If I wake and need a smile,

I stop and close my eyes…

I let my mind drift like a cloud,

High up in clear blue skies

It sees those things, that I have missed,

The beauty that abounds,

It feels the touch, of joys gone by,

It hears those gentle sounds

The peace I find, from such release,

Is a calm and pleasant thing.

And when I again, open my eyes,

My heart and mind will sing