Louise Hennessee

Steve and family,
My heart and prayers go out to you and yours.

MY SECRET GARDEN

I go into my secret garden
To dream and hope and pray;
The beauty of flowers found there
Almost takes my breath away.



The roses bloom profusely
All attended by busy bees;
The fragrance is so sweet
Spanish moss clings to trees.



I sit quietly on a bench
Around me the nature sounds;
I lean back and close my eyes
While such peace abounds.



God must have designed this place
Surely it is so close...

Where The Flowers Never Fade

I love to walk in the garden
Inhaling the sweet scents that fill the air
Where the flowers bloom so lovely
As butterflies, dance with grace so fair

But with the years and seasons
The blooms come and go
It is then I look forward to springtime
For the flowers to bud and grow

There I sit in amazement
In what is held before my eyes
Sitting in the garden
My spirit soars and flies

When God finally calls me...