tales of faeries

do you remember? we'd play in the dirt; roll around in it good your hair in your eyes, and we'd have a great time but we met among the lowers our little Secret Garden all rosy and red and blue and pretty and we'd laugh and read stories and cuddle and hug we'd kiss; my most favourite part i'd dress up and you'd stick a mustache i'd stumble and you'd catch me but i'd sometimes save you too. i know you'd always stay and i will forever too. so in the Secret Garden we'll play hide and seek and maybe pretend to be children for a little while longer.