Your Love Poem by Shaun Cronick

First the angels made a garden,
And called it Paradise.
Warmed it with the sunshine,
From a pair of lovers eyes.

Then they made the ocean,
And the sun to shine by day.
Stars to guide the wanderer's feet,
Upon their homeward way.

Then they made a tender rose,
The flower of constancy.
Placed a lily by it's side
To teach us purity.

Then to make my life complete,
For all the rest may fade.
Heaven sent me Your Love,
And that's how the earth was made.