Before I go to bed,
I like to imagine things in my head,
What would it be like to have my own wonderland?
Would my world be chaos or grand?

In my wonderland you would find
Trees that wave as you go by,
A captivating blue sea
That could take the heart of you and me,

A mesmerizing moon,
And birds with a never-ending tune,
Colourful, charming towns,
Parties every week and if you wanted you could wear a gown,

As I come back from my wonderland
Feeling quite grand,
I realise it is time to sleep,
I’m glad my imagination is mine to keep.