THE SECRET GARDEN 

I know a place of sweet repose
A quiet haven hidden
Where blooms Heaven's sweetest rose
There my soul is often bidden.

Away from all the troubles and the cares
The heat and burden of the day
Where I find a friend who shares
The solace as I steal away.

  

In this secret hiding place
A sparkling fountain glistens
Removed from all the hurried pace
My soul with rapture listens.

I commune with the Creator there
As He calls me from the world apart
There is no spot more dear or fair
Than the GARDEN OF MY HEART !

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LuLou