Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination

Sunday, December 11, 2005

White Rabbit

A swim in the murky waters,
A young child circles and totters,

From the mountain of pasqueflowers,
She sees through her weary eyes,
A banana boat ride, all alone,
She wants to follow the white rabbit home,

As the waves of the sea slaps her back to reality,
A sudden step; a life an entity,
The red eyes, the white skin beckons,
The girl wants to take the white rabbit home,

A lovable soul, life on a roll,
The fear; lest it should take its toll,
A stress buster; made of styrofoam,
Now the girl wants to ride the white rabbit home

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