Secret Spot

I have myself a secret spot
In which only I know
I stay there until three o'clock
When I am forced to go
The beauties of the forest
There are intertwined
They wait after I rest
Because it is all mine
The water runs with purity
The trees sway in the wind
I enter with a surity
That I will not be sinned
It was probably created for no one else to see
Because I find that everything was made here for me