Secret Garden

There is a secret garden,
For my secluded light of day,
Where I hide with my wildest dreams,
Completely closed away.

Where the foliage surrounds me,
Where I bask in Nature's smell,
The birdsong for my ears only,
Its secrets only I can tell.

There is a spring in the garden,
Sometimes flowing, sometimes dry,
When it comes I taste its sweetness,
Or dip my hand as it rushes by.

This is Mother Nature's garden,
I am Mother Nature's son,
She created it with romantic dreams,
Born of love, filled with fun.