Alice closed her eyes to wait for a dreamIf I can think hard, I can make it beAs she drifts off her thoughts of summer are hereLots of pretty flowers growing everywhereShe sees the red tulip, and it must be realSummer is here, no snow to be seenThere is the table on the grassTwo chairs chairs to be foundAlice climbs the table, without making a soundThere on top is momma's coffee mugWith a red tulip insideWhy bother to leave, no need to hide“Willow do come up” , she calls out to her catBut he is trying to get up, wondering if he’s too fatIt won't hurt if I sit on the tableTo see this flower up closeThere will be no harm if it comes near to my nose.The tulip tilts over ...then she hears the bee withinWon't be very happy if I end tonightwith an angry bee stingAlice releases the tulip and she loses the dreamShe awakes to the morningThinking, it seemed so realAs she goes to her windowLooking out on the lawnThere is momma’s mug on the table anda red tulip on the groundShe stares in amazementWondering if it was realCan I have been on that tableI do hope it was a dream!As she mutters to herself, Willow rubs his tail on her clothesO dear, there is mud on my ten little toes!
(Written for the 'Illustration challenge' by Dean Owen ...The Illustrator is his beautiful wife Lei Lei )
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