
I had a friend and we shared a secret place.
It was by a green forest that smelled of pine.
There was tall yellow grass all around it.
There was a bare bush with a bird’s nest in it.
When we were cold the sun was our blanket.
There was a rippling steam with golden water
that gleamed in the sunlight.
The water was filled with silver fish
that always smiled at us.
When we were hot the wind was our fan.
It whispered secrets in our ears.
The silver fish swam up
to hear the wind’s secrets.
The grass giggled so hard
that it swayed back and forth.
The leaves on the trees chuckled and chattered.
The sun gleamed down with beams of love.
The air then was filled with love and happiness.
Oh, how I wish I could go back to that secret place
and see my friends once more.


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