THE GARDEN GATE

THE GARDEN GATE

The gate is always open

Come through it with me

Let's find a special place

Where we can really be free.

Let's put aside our troubles

And the fear of beginning to trust

Take my hand and come with me

On a journey which is a must.

Through that gate of friendship

We will find such very special things

The joy of love and laughter

And a heart that really sings.

We will find warmth and comfort

And arms that hold us near

Shelter from the storms of life

And we will hold no fear.

This is a special garden

And acceptance will be found,

Abundant tears we will shed

From hearts strong and sound.

Tender smiles from eyes of blue

A dimple on a cheek

A tendril of hair gently brushed aside

Such kindness we will seek.


We'll watch the mists of evening gather
And be wrapped in their care
We will see the birds settle ~
Silence everywhere.
The gentle brook will babble
As it goes on it's merry way
A special place to visit
A place we'll want to stay.

The garden is our very own

And tended with love and care

Flowers of friendship blossoming ~

Fragrance everywhere.

We will watch the seasons come and go

Take courage and strength from it all

A special place of joy and hope

Behind the garden wall.

© Linda J. Vaughan

16th. April 2012