By Wes Clarke
Date: 24 November 1998

Peaceful Tranquil Comfort

Silence, no it's flowing water,
It's the smile on the face of a baby daughter.

Warmth, only the most radiant light,
Everything that is just and right.

Beauty, a marriage of love,
the true clean white of a soaring dove.

Passion, the surging pulse of a determined heart,
never settle for playing a part.

Peace, the freedom to inhale clean air,
live life for you if you dare.

Love, is in my thoughts of Jenn,
for her I would fight all men.