Cyndle's Blog
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Oct. 15, 2007
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My Locked Gate
Within my heart a garden grows,
wild with violets and fragrant rose.
Bright daffodils line the narrow path;
My footsteps silent as I pass.
Sweet tulips nod their heads in rest.
I kneel in prayer to seek God's best.
For 'round my garden a fence stands firm
to guard my heart so I can learn
who should enter, and who should wait
on the other side of my locked gate.
I clasp the key around my neck,
and wonder if the time is yet.
If I unlocked my gate today,
would you enter?
Or run away?
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• Oct. 18, 2007 - <i>Untitled Comment</i>
My promise to God is to only let who He wants in and not to let very many people in, so that I remain new, and clean.
This also counts with dating, I made a promise about a year ago that 1. I wouldn't date just anyone who asked me, and that my parents would have to like him and know him. AND 2. That I wouldn't kiss until engagement or marriage.
If I do brake that promise its the same as leaving my gate open for all the freaks in the world to run right through the flowers and stomp all over them.
Am I making any sense? I feel as if I'm talking but nothing is coming out..
cyndle <3
Edited by Cynderella42 on Oct. 18, 2007 at 1:38 PM