21 aUGUST 2025
I asked You Lord Jesus
to come into my garden
to rest and listen to the birds
singing a joyful song
to smell the summer roses
which you planted
so long ago
mindful of the thorns that
still rest
the air is heavy with honeysuckle
and the blackbirds sweet song.
stay a while Sweet Lord
stay with me
rest in the golden days of
my old age
where lessons learned
make a pathway for You
Amen copyright L. Ivison 2025
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