Secret Garden

A secret world of mystical wonder In solitude, she will sit and ponder Beneath a rainbow. Behind a golden gate No track of time or clocks to run you late Honest as the garden of Eden, a botanical kind of feast No wickedness or sin, barbarians or beasts Daffodils and daisies flourish all year round The rolling waves of a tide is the only sound Braids of ivy laced with sunflowers Create a canopy to shield the showers A gentle mist flows through the air Keeps the flowers moist , the utmost care Just enough sun rays peaking through So the flowers can thrive and new ones accrue Rippling rivers, made of honey, caramel waterfalls Muscadines and the ripest figs adorned the inner walls The roses bear no thorns, cotton candy clouds Her presence so respected, the tulip gladly bows The aroma of peppermint fills her nose Giant peaches grow in rows An entourage of ducklings follow her around New and improved, they don't poo or make a sound Each step she lands on fresh pink petals Bounteous pillows of silk for when she settles She arrives and leaves at the tapping of her heels After all it's just a dream, the spinning of her wheels