COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS COME WALK WITH ME IN MY SECRET GARDEN
I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS TO
ANGELA RAFF AND STEVEN LAWHORN
FOR GIVING ME FRIENDSHIP AND INSPIRATION
MY SECRET GARDEN
Come walk with me,
Into my secret garden,
Into my deepest thoughts,
My Hopes and My Dreams
And enter into my real life!
I will sit under my tree,
Because it comfort’s me.
Where No one can touch me,
I am safe, under my tree.
As my pin takes to paper, I write for you,
I do this only because I chose to.
I have this need, to show you how I feel,
To share with you as my life is real.
I have never before
Felt like I could soar.
Flying high,
Above the in the sky’s!
My life is full of stories I have yet to tell
Need to free my soul from hell.
I was told; the truth would set me free,
That’s why I tell the truth about me.
My life around is falling apart,
Yet out of this, my new life will start.
I am a writer with a dream,
With a need to fill your life it seems.
There are times when we will cry
I am sure, I‘ll tell you why.
If I can find it in my heart, we will laugh,
But, that’s something I never had.
Like a flower I am blooming into a rose,
Because of the path I have chose.
None of this would have come to be,
If not for a friend that trusted me!
She has given me my wings,
With The power to do all these things.
She does not see what she has done,
Yet Because of her my new life has begun.
Yes for you,
I do the things I do.
But as I sit under my tree,
I find I do it mostly for me.
Sometime I ask myself why,
I feel like life as pasted me by.
Maybe it’s the way it’s treated me.
That my life has come to be
Like angel I well fly,
In the heavens when I die.
Because of what I write to thee,
The truth will set me free.
Thank you for walking with me in my secret garden, thank you Angela just for being.
SOLELY FOR THE USE BY SOUTHERN ACTS
COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS TO
ANGELA RAFF AND STEVEN LAWHORN
FOR GIVING ME FRIENDSHIP AND INSPIRATION
MY SECRET GARDEN
Come walk with me,
Into my secret garden,
Into my deepest thoughts,
My Hopes and My Dreams
And enter into my real life!
I will sit under my tree,
Because it comfort’s me.
Where No one can touch me,
I am safe, under my tree.
As my pin takes to paper, I write for you,
I do this only because I chose to.
I have this need, to show you how I feel,
To share with you as my life is real.
I have never before
Felt like I could soar.
Flying high,
Above the in the sky’s!
My life is full of stories I have yet to tell
Need to free my soul from hell.
I was told; the truth would set me free,
That’s why I tell the truth about me.
My life around is falling apart,
Yet out of this, my new life will start.
I am a writer with a dream,
With a need to fill your life it seems.
There are times when we will cry
I am sure, I‘ll tell you why.
If I can find it in my heart, we will laugh,
But, that’s something I never had.
Like a flower I am blooming into a rose,
Because of the path I have chose.
None of this would have come to be,
If not for a friend that trusted me!
She has given me my wings,
With The power to do all these things.
She does not see what she has done,
Yet Because of her my new life has begun.
Yes for you,
I do the things I do.
But as I sit under my tree,
I find I do it mostly for me.
Sometime I ask myself why,
I feel like life as pasted me by.
Maybe it’s the way it’s treated me.
That my life has come to be
Like angel I well fly,
In the heavens when I die.
Because of what I write to thee,
The truth will set me free.
Thank you for walking with me in my secret garden, thank you Angela just for being.
SOLELY FOR THE USE BY SOUTHERN ACTS
COPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
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