Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.
Thank you all very much, ladies, for your lovely words. No, this is not a photograph of my garden, though I do have a rose bower that is similar to this one: it is filled with white roses instead of pink ones. I appreciate your comments, and I apologize for taking so long to write back. May Almighty God bless you and your loved ones.
It`s so real!
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This makes me think of how we're written on the Father's heart! His love for us can never be erased +
ReplyDeleteAmazing how so many of my friends who are fans of Oscar Wilde never mention his conversion. Is this your garden? Lovely words and flowers!
ReplyDeleteThank you all very much, ladies, for your lovely words. No, this is not a photograph of my garden, though I do have a rose bower that is similar to this one: it is filled with white roses instead of pink ones. I appreciate your comments, and I apologize for taking so long to write back. May Almighty God bless you and your loved ones.
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ReplyDeletethank you very much, RAnn. It's so nice to hear from you! I love the roses,too. May Almighty God bless you and your dear ones.
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