Peace, The Quiet Word 
 
			I’m a person
			Just as you are.
			I want my life
			To be quiet—
			Not to have a fight.

			Can’t we cool it,
			When anger flares
			And tempers fly,
			And hurts it dares?

			In wanting peace,
			I shake your hands,
			Seeing the best
			In our demands.

			Both you and I
			Have much to do,
			To make this work
			As we hope to.

			Why can’t we be
			Neighbor and friend?
			Our lives quiet -
			Nothing	to mend?

			peace / peace

		M. Dolores Dennis, August 27, 1989

		Annual World of Poetry Convention
		Washington D.C., September 1-3
		Poetry for Peace for Balloonathon,
		Taken to convention to tie on balloon.