Behind the tall hedges, where few dare to peek,
Lies a garden of giggles, where joy finds its peak.
With flowers that chuckle and trees that sway,
They whisper sweet secrets, inviting to play.
The sunbeams are tickles, the breeze sings a tune,
As butterflies flutter, painting smiles ‘neath the moon.
Each step brings a chuckle, each glance a delight,
In this garden of laughter, everything feels right.
So come, little dreamer, let’s dance through the blooms,
Where happiness blossoms and friendship resumes.
In the Secret Garden, let your worries take flight,
For every giggle shared is a spark in the night!