My Hidden Garden

Days that end on notes unwell Compel this weeping soul To walk among a secret garden Where stepping stones in careful lay And the rains of winged and flower friends Give way to hearts unburdened And to tears of joy Or that of weathered season To water the rose petals in uneven “Tells us dear, why always sadness” “Is when you visit here?” “No more worries, friends will change that frown upon which you wear” Their rainbow already smiles And polka dotted eyes Have ready changed me back to cherry cheer As Sun flora holds me so motherly near Where Doodly Bug does her dancing thing And Blue Jay fails to tell a joke, because all he can do is sing Betty Fly within her elegance of silence mimes To Mr. Dandy Lion sending wishes off into the winds And Inchee worm finally reaches me at the gardens end In and among the gather, laughter spills all around As the garden fills ever more and more Until the sun party crasher comes down and down And the fire flyers usher, and take to flight A signaling sight to all What brings about a hush quiet overhaul And as I rise, once more in cries In departs from my secret friends They offer out all their good nights and even more their goodbyes! My garden secret and hidden far Safely within an enchanted meadow Is tucked away like a precious treasure… beneath my softly pillow