She called me to her yard alone,
To feel the fresh breeze of the morning,
To bathe my feet with the dew drops,
To refresh my mind in her tranquility.
I stepped out my little cottage,
The dew bathed grasses smiled,
Birds sang a welcome song,
Excited I loitered in peace.
She whispered to morning sun
To shine with the golden rays,
I enjoyed her beauty encircled with ripples of color
She made my day special.
I met the butterfly in her yard
Dancing from flower to flower,
She whispered her love
With sweet aroma of lovely flowers.
I saw her smile behind the woods,
She twinkled her eyes, purified soul,
She called me out of my cottage;
I lost myself in her, my lovely sweet nature
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