I see the Garden
She is there
Tending to the plants
Roses as big as your fist
Red, yellow, and white
Flowers everywhere
Wisteria grown up huge pine trees
Elephant Ears as big as me
A strawberry patch with big ripe fruit
She tends the garden
It is her garden
Every plant fertilized and cared for
She cares for God’s creation
The garden is her own soul
It’s where the Holy Spirit lives
It’s where she walks with God
If she can just get it close to Eden
God will surely come and save her
When my father died I too went to the garden and wept
When Carmen died I again wept in the garden
Jesus was there in the garden
He always has been
Praying for us
Praying for me
Tortured souls are at rest
She tends to Gods garden now
The earthly garden is gone
The memory of her garden tends to my soul
