Our Special Garden
When it is time
that I need to talk to
my Heavenly Father I say
to Him, "Father can we meet in our garden?"
He says, "I am here waiting for you."
O what joy and sorrow we have together.
I tell Him everything like I see it.
Sometimes my thinking may be right
and sometimes its not. But we get
everything cleared up.
I'm always told I am loved and God
loves for me to come to our special
garden and to become one.
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