I’m late, I’m late…For a very important date! by Jerrycharlotte on Flickr.
Via Flickr:
The light through the trees,
and the gentle warm breeze,
makes the words come to life,
and curious things arrive.
The mushrooms grow taller,
and I, Alice, grow smaller,
pink roses bloom all around,
and cover the path that was on the ground.
It’s curious this place,
I’m not sure where it leads,
and I’m unsure if it’s safe,
but I feel a weakness in my knees.
I have the strangest feeling,
a faster beating in my heart,
maybe I should turn back,
but why finish before I even start?
