Gardens
Gardens are sacred places
Of peace and tranquil delight.
Where amaryllis and daisies,
Live among gardenias and roses,
And lilies of the valley grow,
In the bright sunlight.
Beauty is abundant here,
Exquisite fragrances fill the air.
Color and artistic design reign supreme
And God’s hand is apparent everywhere.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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