Quiet Acres, the name itself inspires,
Peaceful thoughts, where all that one requires.
Is to stop to rest and shed that daily load,
That one aquires while travelling along lifes bumpy road.

A quiet haven, where tranquility resides,
With hills of verdant green,and trees like lofty spires,
Reaching towards the sky like arms uplifted in praise,
Of God, for His wonderous gifts and ways.

Gentle slopes leading down to a rippling brook,
Where one can be at ease and just take time to look,
At natures fine display of beauties rare,
And find peace of mind in the quietness there.

Quiet Acres where one can rest
At peacewith the world, forget the rest
Of life’s troubles, let them pass on by
And in Harmony live, just you and I