Secret Garden......
A place that only exhists in my mind
The only thing I can truly call mine.
The flowers bloom all year round
Listen....do you hear that sound...
It's the blue bird who sits in my favorite tree
Him and his friends are such a sight to see
I'm soothed by the rippling sound of the fountains
My breath is taken away by the majestic mountains
As I look around at all that I have created
My wonder at my creativity can not be abated
Who knew that I could create such a place
When I am here there is no time and no space
Everything is forgotten if only for a while
Even the laundry that sits in a pile
So if you need a special place to get away in
Shut your eyes, relax and make your own Secret Garden
