Healing Garden

Our flowers are blooming in the Healing Garden

So are the women of Thistle Farms

Stop on by to see

The growth in me

I was dead inside

Like a flower in winter

Shades of somber gray and brown

Was the life I endured

For I was in mourning

For my little girl inside

You had to look hard to see

That something was alive in me

Magdalene was the sun to my soul

Awaking me from my long winter

Now I am slowly blooming don't you know

Come watch me grow

For each time you stop by for a visit

You'll be amazed at our growth

Not just the business of Thistle Farms

But to see each women returned to life

Knowing that love heals all our hurts

One product at a time

By Lydia
Magdalene Resident & Thistle Farmer