Down in the valley, where the clear water flows,
Where she is going, nobody knows.
She wends along, happily singing a song,
In her own little world, she can do no wrong.
She’s about to laugh and fall to her knees,
As the lush green tree is all she can see.
She takes off her coat and then her shoes,
Exciting feelings chase away the blues.
Feeling the thick grass with her toes
Her long hair of gold, silkily flows,
Daisies of white pressed in her hair
Beautiful skin that is oh so fair.
Down in the valley is her secret place,
Along he will come and give chase.
She will laugh again, as it’s the forest bathing for
what she came.
Always at one at nature’s door,
she falls onto a green moss floor,
wriggles, smiles, and bewitched,
she knows this girl will be back for more.