My father has a garden, made
with his own hands.
Each flower that is selected,is
chosen with care.
Only those grafted in, by my
fathers loving hand, will
become a sweet bouquet.Each
morning and evening, He walks
in the garden, tenderly and
lovingly each flower He tends.
Each spot and wrinkle is
removed. For the heavenly
bouquet is purfect to behold.
I wrote this last year. A
friend of mine's dad passed
away, I wanted to comfort
him,letting him know that his
Dad was part of God's
bouquet now
Two hands held,warm smiles
exchanged, hoping, praying,
giving is the love I bring to you.
Every second brings you closer,
to being held within my arms.
The smiles exchanged, bring
sunshine into view. knowing,
we will always be, never
seperated, hearts bound together
as one. My love is strengthened
knowing love is returned.
All my life I love you. All
my life I am yours.My love a
gift to you. I will save everyday,
if it means I can share them with
you.Your all I need, all I want.
Your that knight in shining armor
who rescues the maid. Your that
hero in the western who saves the
day, winning the maid forever more.
My dreams are of you, my world
is built around you. My only hope
is that I will be as special to you.
I will go in the strength
of the Lord God: I will make
mention of thy righteousness,
even of thine only.Psalm 71:16
From the day that I met you,
my world became brighter.
The world around me was
filled with wonder. The
teasing lights in your
eyes, your humor, always
making me laugh. Your
honesty and kindness
making me strive to
be a better person.
As.the days blend together
becoming years and more of
you opens up to me as the
sparkling in a precious
gem, reflecting out to me,
from the very center
of you. I have discovered
so many beautiful things
that my heart is filled with
it. There is so much
love within you, you are
gentleness forged in steel.
Without even trying, from the
day that I met you; you have
become the center of my heart.
Before I met you, it was hard
for me to reach out and be close
to others. Yet with you I know
I have come home, I found the
other half of myself,I found
that part of me that was lost.
With you I am whole. I can't
express with words, how wonderful
it is to love you. For mere words
can't even touch, the depths
of such great feelings. For I
was never truly loved, or ever
knew the complete joys of love,
I wrote these poems of love, for
my husband,On August 24 we will
be married 26 years,my best friend
copyright Anna Golliday 1972
bacground was made for me and given to me as a token of frinedship by Mona (Monacat)
