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1. In my lovely garden I am thankful for God’s pardon. Having set my spirit free, with mercy He has gifted me, and PEACE to the highest degree, so my soul would not harden.
2. On my cozy loveseat, experiencing a retreat, as silence permeates the air the colored blooms at which I stare all make me feel keenly aware it's God’s presence I now greet. Fuchsia colored tulips, so radiant tend to eclipse, the cheerful yellow daffodils beneath inviting windowsills while in my home their FRAGRANCE fills sharing with me their sweet bliss.
3. When quiet time approaches, my glance skips to my roses. Both red and white are pure DELIGHT at morning afternoon or night uplifting my soul into flight, the a haven where my heart rests.
4. Majestic purple foxglove, which I have always dreamed of, each lift their mini trumpet bloom in hopes the Lord is coming soon, rejoicing beneath sun and moon, spreading on earth their pure LOVE. And so my lovely garden, for me will always hearten. The flowers bathed in radiant sun, all dance in breezes having fun as I am cherishing each one, whose splendor is my fortune.
5. At night when I retire, before the crackling fire, the moment I begin to pray I entertain sweet DREAMS of day and thank God for His bounteous way, to which I will aspire.
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