Around my garden I have a fence,
but, if you’re kind, I have a bench
I brought from China that’s made of jade
where we can sip cool lemonade.
Right through there shoots up my fountain,
it’s built to look like a Korean mountain;
my trees are small—they’re Japanese;
my wind chimes waltz with every breeze;
my flowers bloom from spring to fall,
except behind one secret wall
where flowers bloom all year through …
when winter comes, I might show you.
Do come in winter—don’t be afraid!
We’ll sip hot cocoa on my bench of jade!
And when the wall’s topped by the sun,
we’ll see that miracles still are done.