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Our Love, Our Garden, Our Home

Our love, our garden, our home was written when I was 12.

By Buffie Peterson (Angelsoulbp)Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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Our Love, Our Garden, Our Home
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I am your guardian angel in disguise,

Forever walking near.

Just meet me in the garden,

Where our love always will appear.

Within the scent of flowers,

In the beauty of the trees.

The velvet of soothing grass,

The path that always leads.

Always I am at your side,

You will never have to walk alone.

Our hearts are forever captured,

Making the garden, which is our home.

With each breath of life, I offer my wings of love to cover you,

They’ll guide you in life’s end journey as my heart forever true.

Hear the music from afar, feel the touch of love and care,

Melodies within the wind, my wings a whispered prayer.

Is it best to have someone there,

Or be alone if you could only bear?

Would you truly be happy with no burden to share?

Could you truly be happy with not one person to care?

Struggle through life with peoples fate in your hands,

While trying to figure what it is all about.

Attempting to work and sort through life’s big demands,

How to miss you; how to do without!

The sun rises to touch nature as to awaken it,

Flowers open, clouds roam freely throughout the sky.

Leaves stretch toward the sun as the path is lit,

While the wind blows breathe of life as it goes by.

The moon and stars will again glow across the darkest night,

Trying to soothe and comfort us by saying you are still alive.

But we are all guests here never shining as bright,

Just living among all the loss, just trying to survive.

Day and night will come and go,

About what was real or wishing so,

And the question; did we ever really know?

Meaning one thing or another,

In this life and the other,

You are paired to be together,

Depending on the soul of each other.

Without this would you be happy; Never!

Because knowing and loving you,

Meant my heart would never roam.

But now I found the answer to;

What is the true meaning of the word HOME?

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About the Creator

Buffie Peterson (Angelsoulbp)

Free spirit. I see life in everything around me. Live with no regrets! Mistakes make us who we become. I choose letting them relate a better me. Your life today is made from your yesterdays & makes your tomorrow's. RIDE LIFE HAPPY!

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