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 the gate today, would he come in or run away? I do not want to hold this key. Lord, will you keep it safe for me? Then when he comes, if he’s the one, You’ll unlock the gate. Until then, I’ll wait. I’ll wait.