My Favorite Place To Pray

My Garden is a peaceful place,
Where I can go to slow my pace.
There while digging in the sod,
I seek direction from my God.

No problem is too big or small;
He listens to them, one and all.
I always know I'll find him there,
To comfort me and hear my prayer.

I often run a little late,
But lovingly He always waits,
To share my joy and hear my cares,
In my lovely place of prayer.

We talk a lot, my god and I;
He lets me laugh, He lets me cry,
And when I don't know where to start,
It's then He listens to my heart.

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