Two years
Still missed
dented but
your goodness
pulses within
my being
reminding me
to walk
His ways
to be
in Him
Fully Alive
with Him
at peace
firmly centred
through him
strong witness
Reaching out
Always loving
Never forgetting
Listening graciously
Allowing healing
Thank God
for memories
The gift
of you
never lost
marching on
A garden. Where it all began. Where flowers and fruit bloom in colours bright, nestled amongst the foliage vibrant and lush. A delightful confection of shapes, sizes, smells and textures. All around you can witness life begin as a tiny shoot, aiming for the sky. Possibilities flower as the magical confluence of wind, water and sunlight cause graceful whorls of green to emerge from the earth. It's a place of hope, joy and manifold pleasures. Take a walk and be refreshed.
Monday, November 28, 2022
Two years
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