THE ROSE GARDEN

in poetry •  6 years ago  (edited)

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I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ears
The Son of God discloses

And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me that I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

@j.reeves

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