I lay in the garden, I wont be there long.
Listening to the wind in the evening along with the birdsong.
The leaves rustle in the wind,
the freedom is what I long.
In the garden, I listen to the sounds
and admire a flower that I have found.
I wait on the grass for the wind to pass,
I am just a mere lass!
I am hanging around in the garden made with love.
Meeting of friends, in the presence of flowers.
Just one word is said and I will be there.
For the life I want I will prepare.
In the garden, I manage the life.
On the fence, I see a squirrel.
The birds sing in the tree,
come and walk besides me!