A beautiful garden created in memory of my angel Landon. A soft glow of lights entangles a winding stone pathway, with an end that circles back to the beginning, each stone picked special and placed accordingly. Flowers abundant with their rainbow colors. Sculptures everywhere, angels, children playing, frogs, squirrels, and bird baths. The calming sound of flowing water, a stream flowing over layers of rocks like little waterfalls. A swing sits in the midst of this beauty, a swing where I can find peace, a swing shaded by a big northern red oak. This big northern red oak sits in the center of it all, a tree planted in memory of my angel, Landon's tree.
This is my special place.
...it exists only in my mind.
For now, my special place is a just a twig sticking out of the ground, a twig that sprouts new leaves each spring, turn red each fall, and fall off each winter...
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