Pink Saturday in the Garden

I come to the garden alone,

While the dew is still on the roses,

And the voice I hear,

Falling on my ear,

The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me,

And He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own;

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.

Wish I had one of these dresses to wear to church today.

(Wish I could FIT into one of these dresses.....)

We hope everyone has a wonderful, safe, happy, PINK kind of week,

Love from me and Wilma

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