Woodland wonder; pure delight
Rainbow pie, a la mode
Cup never empty of heavenade
A place in step and harmony
As brotherhood flourishes
And peace is not forgotten

A quiet spot, and gentle
Of butterflies and caterpillars
And bunnies, soft and cuddly
There, love-filled comforters
To ward the evening chill
And dinner always ready

Lost somewhere in time
Alive and well in the mind
Over the next rise, perhaps
The village of Idyll sleeps
Smiling; awaiting our arrival