The magic of the garden of life can be more beautiful than the mind can reveal.
As you walk down the path with love by your side that's surreal.
The sweet smell of fragrances linger in the air,
Tis the night moon that throw beams down from the sky above.
Hold close the the glitter of the orchids, as you pass swiftly by.
See the moon beams dance among the roses, created by your love.
The joy of love's garden can overtake you.
Yes, life is your garden, but be weary for within that garden , there are many thorns and thistles that will come along your path.
Hold tight to love, yet hold gently within your hands; held too tightly can crush the tender young bulbs of desire.
And you will feel stings of thorns that tear at your heart.
But be thankful for each morning dew, as it falls silent upon the pedals that make your heart.
You must feed and water your garden ;your life.
As it the blossoms most beautifully, to add sweetness to the taste of the plant.
Love grows among your garden; as beauty to the eyes.
The gentle touch of the pedals, linger softly in your mind.
Cheryl
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