Secret Collection

    “Secret Collection,” Ensign, Feb. 1971, 14

    Secret Collection

    Gather the rays from a hundred sunsets;

    Catch the spray of an ocean tide;

    Fill your head with the smell of roses,

    Fresh and wild on the countryside.

    Hold a crystal drop of rain

    And a frilly flake of falling snow;

    Grasp the lulling summer breezes

    And the evening stars that hang so low.

    Remember the peace of a happy daydream;

    Capture the warmth of a friendly smile;

    Feel the lift of a word of praise,

    And find the joy of the second mile.

    Then put into storage your grand collection—

    Deep in your heart, where no one can see;

    And engrave forever there the thought

    That the very best in life is free.