Down a dusty, rocky road,
A small clearing lies.
In this clearing, you could find
My favorite secret, a little pond.
The water breathes gently in the afternoon wind,
The trees provide the perfect shade,
The birds and bugs provide the best music,
The flowers' sweet summer scent brings joy,
The grass is softest bed I've known.
The dragonflies dance upon the water,
The frogs hop merrily from lily pad to lily pad,
The fish swimming slowly, soaking the waning summer sun,
The leaves slowly drift down as summer starts to fade,
And Autumn begins to take center stage.