|IN MY GRANDPARENTS GARDEN|
|In my Grandparents Garden many a flower did bloom
Roses of all colours, daisys pure and white,
Snapdragons, petunias, marigolds, hollyhocks so tall;
Citrus trees, and walnuts, eucalyptus, to endless height.
|Under the grape arbour many an hour did I spend in quiet meditation;
The sweet smell over whelming, the bees and wasps gathering
in the nectar;
So peaceful! So soothing! No need for medication!
|The essence of this place has defined my Soul,
It has helped me pass through this world,
From its magic I have drawn Life's goal;
Out of their garden my journey had its beginning
|Their Spiritual Peace has contributed to all
who have passed by and witnessed its Beauty.
May They rest in Gods Peace knowing they have
accomplished Their Earthly duty!
|The closest place to Heaven any Soul could ever find;
How I have longed to return there - even if just for one more hour;
for you see, the greatest thing that grew there ----
LOVE - GODS MOST PRECIOUS POWER!
|Written By J. Z. Porter|
|(c) 2000 All Rights Reserved|
|Dedicated to the Memory of my maternal Grandparents:|
|Dorothy B. (Rulon) Choate and Joseph Rowland Choate who now Reside in God's Garden, Soulmates for all Eternity!|
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