There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows,
I believe that someone in the great somewhere, hears every word,
every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky ......
then I know WHY I BELIEVE..
ALLAH Loves U And He Knows All The Secrets Of Your Heart. . . U''ve Allowed The Past To Come Between You And ALLAH. Turn The Past Over To ALLAH. ALLAH Is Strong Enough To Take It And Give Him Ur Future too. . . ALLAH Will Make U Strong Enough To Live It. . .
