I was just a child

Full of fun

Joyous

Mirth

Reading was a chore to do

My sister

Better

Read

Whilst I played in the grass

Hunting flies

With

Dinah

Until one day the rabbit came

A-rambling

Mumbling

‘Late'

Naturally I followed as

I liked his

Coloured

Coat

And by his hole in the ground

I drew deep

Silent

Breath

Step by step with trepidation

Swallowed by

Nothing

Still

Curiouser, yet

As I fall

Slowly

Down

Never shall I think I meet

On my feet

Solid

Ground

And that is how I came to be

Floating up

Not down

Down

In a topsy-turvy world of

Alice's

mind in

Wonderland.