In my garden, I see a naughty cat, playfully
chasing a mouse.

A bee furiously buzzing around a flower, not letting anyone take it. 

A lawnmower cutting the sharp grass, while the ants run playfully away.

In my garden, a fly spied some magical sparkling water, 
he drank some and turned into a bird.

In my garden I have a slippery slide,
a view of the shining beach.
I see a slow slithering snail on a rail, sliding down the slide.

In my garden I see a pot.
In the pot I see a big big BIG flower that goes up to the sun.

My garden is fashioned from the beautiful smell of the flowers
and the kind trees saying have a good day.