In the times of distress, there’s a place I go to.
It’s an island of solitude, if you want I could show you.
In a country far away, which I named Dreamland,
Surrounded by the sea of mysteries, there’s situated an island.
It’s covered by the greenest grass, to lay down when exhausted,
And the cool breeze provides the calmness I always wanted.
Whenever I need a break, when the chaos gets too much.
I visit this site to avoid human touch.
But it’s not as lonely as it appears to be,
If you ever give it a try then maybe you’ll see.
Many squirrels roam around and one is a special friend.
When upset, she caresses my forehead with her tiny hand.
Then in the hole down the tree, lives a soft cute bunny.
There’s also a fluffy little bear, that wanders in search of honey.
To make it short, that’s my happy place.
With no worries, just soothing solace.