My garden is a peaceful place

Where I can go to slow my pace.

There while digging in the sod

I seek direction from my God.

No problem is too big or small;

He listens to them, one and all.

I always know I'll find Him there

To comfort me and hear my prayer.

I often run a little late,

But lovingly He always waits

To share my joy and hear my cares

In my lovely place of prayer.

We talk a lot, my God and I;

He lets me laugh, He lets me cry.

And when I don't know where to start,

It's then He listens to my heart.

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