The Garden

It was mid autumn. The sun was blazing upon the leaves of the oak trees. It was heavy rain a few days ago. The time now is early morning. I was waiting for Edmund and Suzanne, my friend of many years. The are to visit me.

For all the effects of love the affections of desire truly suit the state of my current perception. I love Edmund with a true love that is unbreakable. My heart soars when I see him. My sight is cute from my heart. I truly am in love. Edmund said he loved me as well.

It was beautiful weather. The autumn leaves were beautiful upon the dogwood trees. I would like to go to a garden with Edmund today.

Love is eternal. Love is unbreakable. Love is true and profound. Love is forever. For all that Suzanne did with her love Edmund was the most she gave.

There was a knock at the door. Suzanne answered.

“Oh my. Greetings Edmund. Come inside. How are you today?”

Suzanne and Edmund embraced. “How have you been?” Said Suzanne.

“Quite well. Quite well Suzanne. I saw your father not too many days ago. He seemed fine and well. His business is going fine. Then I asked, of course, about you. He said you were beautiful as ever.”

“Thank you so much Edmund. I think about you much. Shall we go to the garden?”

“Sure.”

They went to the garden. Suzanne identified with the beauty she saw. Life was grand. Life was appealing. Grace was given along with sincerity.