There was a land
Not bland
But very grand
Flowers bloomed from every corner
A beautiful sight
And everywhere you found no mourners
The sun shines fairly bright
The weather was perfect to fly a kite
Everywhere beautiful birds took flight
So beautiful were the plants
But at first you would give them a small glance
Then they’d put you in a trance
Animals chittering all around
Upon their face there wasn’t a frown
Happy, chatting, chittering sound
The land was always peaceful there
And the weather was always fair
With non-violent bears
And there are some perks or two
The sky was always a deep sky blue
With growing bamboo
But that, my friend, is not all
It is never a cold fall
But i do not want to drawl and drawl
So goodbye, farewell
I hear a bell
That says, “It’s time for the wishing well.”
Sydney ©2020