In a land the others
Don't see,

Sits you and me
By the willow tree
.
Amid the birds,

Me and you
In a sea of shining dew

Diamonds cast like
Handfuls of pebbles;
Cascading brilliantly,
Flashing scintillatingly,
Weaving between the
Shining lemon beams of sun,
Slanting through the dream-like clouds,
To land in the sweet, soft,
Emerald, baby grass
Holding the shining dew aloft