Early morning meadow

Just close your eyes and listen Can you hear that tranquil sound. The grass growing in the meadow, The birds singing all around. If you listen very carefully You can hear the rustle of the trees, Carried across the meadow, By the gentle breeze. Nothing can be more refreshing Than the waking of a new day, Wild flowers opening in the morning sun When the clouds have blown away. I'm sure I can hear the grass grow, The wild animals watching me. If their wondering what I'm doing, Spoiling their tranquility. So I had better go and leave all this With a lightness in my heart, But I will return again tomorrow For the fresh new start.