Welcome to the Garden Poets. Our home base is Sanford, Florida.
Our destination is the world. The Garden Center is in the process of formation. We look forward to your participation as Poets and lovers of poetry. We will announce, in the days and weeks to come the local events, and the online events. If you have ever dreamed in ink, share. Your gift is not just your own! SW
As the days passed bill collectors began to call. Our rent was behind, all the bills were behind. My husband called and said he wanted a divorce. I was unemployed….The pain began to settle in, the loneliness and most intense was the hate…yes hate that a Man of God, a preacher, could do me so wrong. Hate that my obedience to God in marrying this man lead me to this…perhaps even hate towards a God that would allow this to happen to me….
Then…I remembered I was under attack. The Portal of my heart was open for every evil spirit to come in. The pain had opened the portal of my heart. Bitterness, hate, resentment, and every emotion you could possibly feel began to flood in…
Welcome to the Garden Poets. Our home base is Sanford, Florida.
Our destination is the world. The Garden Center is in the process of formation. We look forward to your participation as Poets and lovers of poetry. We will announce, in the days and weeks to come the local events, and the online events. If you have ever dreamed in ink, share. Your gift is not just your own! SW 
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