Rosemary for Remembrance
by Lisa White 2009
I run my fingers slowly along the rosemary stem
Feel the soft, knotty leaves, and I think of Him.
Pure and strong, I remember my gracious Host
For in my garden is where I feel Him the most.
He hath made his wonderful works to be remembered: the LORD is gracious and full of compassion. -Psalm 111:4
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