I wandered lonely alongside Wordsworth\'s cloud
Where the magic happens in delights of being proud
Time disappeared to find you now I know I\'m lost
As I was walking, I felt the pain, toes and frost.
Where once roamed gnomes in my secret place
Ponds tremor, fish glimmer with its poetic grace
But, in my secret place, I\'d like to lead you here
Beauty with a poem in pen, it may bring a tear.
While your eyes flicker at the flowers called Rose
Feilds are cropping up against the winds that blow
Frogs and ants march together building their nests
Stinging nettles nestle up against their hearts best.
Oh, high walls, always want to know the other side
But, I have a different path, it\'s somewhere to hide
It\'s a place called tomorrow where everyone is you
Where leaves are red, orange, pink, purple or blue.
Big green blades of barley grass grow quicker hot
And, magic bees have a picnic, lobsters ate the lot
Sunflowers rose up beside the biggest thistle ever
Spiked the best teaches not always right is clever.
And, now that the spider\'s web has now been spun
Amongst the cliffs, beaches and the oceans swum
Autumn river ways run straight towards your heart
While tadpoles spring into life until they do depart.
Misty morning dewdrops wake late up in the day
Daffodils gleam in a yellowing kind-hearted way
Cows bend their necks to feed their aching bellies
Farmers farm feilds and to stretch on some wellies,
Coloured in dreams with life in its full bloom
The stars, the Sun, the Earth and the moon
Home sweet, beautiful life bring back to see
Butterflies, bites, dragonflies and more bees.