My mind is like a gallery, with pictures you can’t see
Oh how I wish you’ll see them, what sights there are in me
My memories of lavender fields and brightly colored stones
And kestrels up on the wing, over my head have flown
Delightful little butterflies who have landed on my hand
And baby swans upon the lake all over this pleasant land
I have seen such wonders, such a joy to see
Little rabbits playing, frolicking by trees
I have seen the otter holding its mother’s hand
I have seen a rainbow, arching over our land
The little things in life are sweet
I find nature a beautiful treat