Swings are filled br Everyone is thrilled br This world of glory br Full of flowery br Birds are chirping br Their wings are fluttering br Freedom we could feel, br There was no pain to heel br The leaves, fresh and green br Where everyone could reign br Animals walking freely br Hunting was no more there to disturb them br Everyone was considered a gem br A pure round piece on the hem br Everything was better br But I am afraid br This is just a MID-SUMMER DREAMbr br sania harrisbr br