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
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