Picture a world only you and I can see
Beautiful flowers, people and trees
A deep green forest bearing sparkling elves
Drifting through the woods by ourselves
Floating around us, soft white cloth
branches and vines woven through our locks
of hair so golden and rich browns
coincide with the bark of trees far and around towns
beauty exists in the eye of the beholder
but that holder, depends on the person who is brave enough to show it
