Only love grew

When I was a little girl
My home was a tree-trunk
On a white cloud
Up…up… in the sky

In this world of mine
The sun shone forever
All seasons were spring
And love grew everywhere
 

In gardens… on trees
In the streets
On roof tops
In the rivers
In people’s hearts
And on their tongues

Visitors to my world
Wondered how
And why
Hate didn’t grow
Hate couldn’t grow

The secret was
In this world of mine
People could read
Each other’s minds
So, they came to understand

How others feel
What others mean
Why others do
And where others stand

That’s why
In this beautiful world of mine
Only love grew