Where have I collected these perfect,Whites, so soft
Why have I chosen them to guide me home, my garden
Have my feet walked upon the Golden sands, the energy my feet soak
I have Faith, I am certain my pebbles know the way
So my feet, so delicate, will continue to walk, to find
My perfect garden, Green, laying behind White gates
My Fathers home, the Roses Red, his Bench Of White
My pebbles, I thank you, for my path forwards
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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