IN the stills of soft sighs
of quite love, quilts
your beauty once more
.
kissing your soul
for tomorrow may not be had
but eternity is yours
so take your hand and spread gods love
as seed of flowers,
for you shall reap what we sow
IN THE GARDEN of GOD
we shall reap
THE RICHES OF FRIENDS................
In Garden of God If we sow the seeds of love my friend we shall reap the flowers of loves and petals of peace..................... Good Write.......
IN THE GARDEN of GOD we shall reap THE RICHES OF FRIENDS................ AND IN THE GARDEN OF LOVE we shall reap THE RICHES OF PEACE well penned randy lovely write
this is one of my treasured piece...heartily written..treasuring friendship... with divine touch....thanks for sharing...we do feel same way...you are a friend in the beautiful Garden of God...God made you special....Im glad im one of your treasured friends...God bless you...more writes my friend... 10+++
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I would like to translate this poem
friends are our treasures, indeed.We should keep it..as they say, make new friends, and keep the old. Your words are true.You surely have your legions of friends as you always reach out for them..One of them is me, of course..I will always treasure, for sure. I love the last paragraph..You did it. Many thanks for this sharing, my sweet friend, Randy. Hugs, Meggie