Her name was Alice And she was eight Her room was her palace Her dreams different place Willow was her black cat A tabby of course Micah was her pet stuffed whale With him she was never lost One night as she lay asleep A thunderstorm crept into her dreams She squeezed onto her stuffed Micah with willow at her heel The bed seemed filled with water The storm was raging fierce All she could see was the horizon As water covered her bed! Micah sprung up to action He had to save his friend He understood the water And from where it all began T’was Alice eating ice cream She had hidden in her room Willow was happy sharing Even licking the spoon He could hear her tummy roaring As he told her to hold on So he sped across the water With Willow holding on tightly - hoping not to drown As he got to their destination Alice awoke with a thud She gazed around at her room And wondered about the flood Alice looked at Micah and Willow All three on ...
Life Happens... and then we talk!