I dream of a garden

In some secret glade,

Where apples are rubies

And leaves are cool jade.

I see amethyst asters

On peridot stems,

Raspberry garnets —

And all made of gems!

The garden pond ripples

With blue tiger’s eye

In this emerald glade

‘Neath this sapphire sky.

When the amber sun sets,

And the pearl moon’s nigh,

Then the diamonds come out

In the black onyx sky.