If I could swap with Alice for a day –
I’d wake with a smile, no cares in my way.
I would run around in my Birthday suit,
knock over my soup and play on a flute.
I’d paint my teddy-bear with jam and cream,
dance till I got dizzy and fly in my dreams.
I would run bare-foot on mud, grass and sand,
jump in puddles and march, with a toy band.
I’d bounce on the bed, and over the couch,
like a baby joey, just out of the pouch.
I would feel everything, Be anything –
Laugh. Cry. Dance and Sing.
Anytime. Any place.
If. I could be Alice.
Because, if I could NOT…
I would stamp my feet, pout my bottom lip
and shake my fists, until Mummy said I could!
© Sarah Lee, 2012