Meaningless.

It's spring and summer
for ever and ever
in a place with no sober
custom made for a dreamer.

(because of nigel's request, i'm making it longer)

It's overgrown with flowers
blossoming and getting denser
the flower petals getting brighter
as if they would never wither.

The butterflies would fly
like a pretty little kite
amongst the colourful sky
which the petals dye-d

And there is a pond
which a mermaid lives upon
who sings a monotone
and awakens the silent dawn.