My Wonderland.

This is the land I imagine. The land I dream of. The trees can talk. The leaves dance and jump on each tree, they won't go away, they stay. The sun always has a smile on it's big orange face. It illuminates everyones path as we all walk along. The clouds love to follow the sun, they are stuck together. Animals can sing, Animals can dance, Animals can clap their barefoot paws. The people here, know not what lies are. For here, we are all sincere. The truth is spoken. We have 21st technology in every corner. And we now have cars that can fly. Our food bakes itself. The lawn mows itself every week. Here, teenagers are just the same. We all are rebellious. We speak our mind and talk our heart outs. In this place everything that is, isn't. What doesn't exist, exist. Here, Big Foot, makes tracks down the streets. The tooth fairy flies around your house at midnight. The Boogeyman becomes your best friend. Vampires live among us. And ghosts here can be seen. Charlie and his chocolate factory is around the corner. Kids run around with Frosty the Snowman every winter. And Santa Claus now doubles his gifts. In this world, my world. It all seems nice. There is no dark, except the night. In this world, peace exists. There is no war, we all sleep silently without any fear. In this world, violence is not known of. There are no weapons under our pillows. In this world, there are no natural disasters. For nature surrounds us only with harmony. This is my world, you see. Here everything is lovely. Not perfect, but imperfect, close to perfect, But just right.