Moonlight beaming on a garden fair,
Radiant streams of gold light your way.
Perfumed essence of each flower there;
Heady fragrances bring forth the day.
Animals calling friendly greetings,
Birds filling the air with lilting song.
Soon, the Lord Himself you'll be meeting
As He falls in step and walks along.
It's a place unsurpassed for beauty,
A haven on earth made just for you.
You'll tend the garden ~ pleasant duty
'Neath cloudless skies of heavenly blue.
Keep writing
Best wishes....neerja
Ron
budd
Thank you Connie,
Amen!
Thanks for sharing.
John
Regis