As I knelt down to pray one day, I heard the voice of a man, and he stuck out his hand. So without fear, I took his hand, and we walked through the land. As we walked we came to a garden filled with color so vivid, and bright, like nothing I had ever seen. There was also a wooden bench for which he asked me to sit. As I sat down, the man asked me if I wanted to stay, I said yes please. He looked at me, and smiled then said welcome home.
– Jamie Whorton ©
Nature Poetry by Jamie Whorton 
You, are on a roll. Loved this!!
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Thank you so much!! 😊
I also have a longer more detailed version of this , I have to brush it up some. Maybe I’ll share it tomorrow. 😊
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Wonderful! Look forward to it whenever you seem appropriate. 🙂
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😊
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