Along the garden path of time
We cherish golden hours sublime
Where peace and sweetness brightly play
In seeming endless Summer days
We relish not the darker hours
Where tares and snares amongst the bowers
Nearly made us lose our way
Allured by shadow’s pallid sway
Not strength of will nor mind nor wit
Shone on the path more brightly lit
Which led our steps toward the place
Wherein we found amazing grace
But only love which nurtures roots
Did help our trees to bear good fruits
So blessed we rest in graceful pardon
Enjoying sunlight in the garden