flight of the butterfly, rising free
Place of great peace
Home of a loving God
Quiet garden of prayer
Wondrous, gentle retreat
tell me of a simple time
where kindness gently persists
time of tradition and wholesomeness
hat boxes and cinnamon twists
tell me of a place of life
where joyful wonderment flows
town of homes and parks and swings
and lines to hang out clothes
show to me that grace still dwells
that hearts still always know
let's cover the picket fence again
with paint, white as fresh snow
tell me of a simple time
profound in fullness and love
serenade me once again
with angels from above