Solitary in the garden,
The sun glistens from above
Rising eagerly but steadily
Call to wake the Mother Nature up.

Alone in the garden
The breeze begins to whisper
Rustling vibrant leaves
Tossing them hither and thither

As nature flitters in
And starts to sing a song
Bees begin to work
And buzz to sing along

Then flutters a butterfly
Dancing with the wind
Cannot sing as lost her voice
But longs still to join in

Birds wake and glide,
Up above the clouds,
Singing sweet melodious tunes
Flying up and down.

Dew drops sparkle among the plants
And shine like costly gems
Fountain burst with water
And Solitary I am no more.