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My garden is a place of rest;
A place I truly love the best.
Beckoning me from window high;
come and stroll for night is nigh.
Sweet aroma to my nose...
honeysuckle dew and rain drenched rose.
Morning glory hides her face;
dreaming of dawn's soft embrace.
Just beyond the garden wall;
dove and pigeon come to call.
Spiraling close on downy wings;
feeding on the grains that I bring.
Filled with awe and head bowed low;
I realize what they already know.
If God loves and arrays all of these...
how much more does he love and care for me?
Lover Of My Soul
The Beginning / After the Fall / The Sacrifice / Resurrected and Coming Again
Angel ImaginingsArch angel / Angel on harp / Gabriel / Angel with Chains
PhotosThe Dovecote / Thank You
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Me Waxing Poetic
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