"Twinkle Twinkle little bat
How I wonder what your at
Up above the world you fly
Like a tea tray in the sky…."
The last word of the song drifted away slowly and quietly like it was never spoken at all.And soon the
night was a silent as it was before. Up in the dark blue sky was the moon. The moon had finally arrived in
the night sky. At her presence an array of nocturnal creatures began to sing a soft enchanting song. A song
that was meant to have all of Wonderland to drift into a peaceful slumber.And properly every one In
Wonderland was asleep. Every one except for me.
I don't think I could have even gotten to sleep. I had to much on my mind. Well.. more than usual. What I
really would have liked is to of sat outside and ponder over my thoughts in the night air. But I couldn't. For
I knew if I did I would have been visited by the moon and she would have wanted to talk. But the moon
isn't the best person to talk to during the night. So instead I strayed clear of this idea.
Unknowingly I found out that I had wandered into my kitchen. An abundance a tea pots and cups littered
the center table and all other places that they could have been set upon. I was a little startled as the silence
of the night was broken by a curious sound that came from a large teapot in the center of the table. As I
lifted up the lid of the tea pot I was relieved to see that it was only the Dormouse, Who must have decided
to sleep over my house today. His little brown tail swished slowly back and forth and he had a calm
expression on his face. I could tell he was having a good dream. As I set the lid back down I thought of the
March Hare and how he must be having a good nights rest also. Some people are so lucky..
Am I the only creature who is awake in Wonderland? I wonder.. And as Walked into my parlor and sat in
an armchair my thought centered mainly on Wonderland itself. My life here has been the same as long as I
can remember. Everyday there's a tea party for me and my two friends, weather its at my house or the
march Hare's the events are always the same. Every day there are topics of discussion that never seem to
end, riddles without answers, and a celebration for each of our Unbirthday's. And even though we do this
every day the topics never lose there value, The riddles are never rid of there humor, and our Unbirthday
celebrations never lose there luster. And yet there are times that I want to throw all of these things away and
leave Wonderland and go somewhere that there is such a thing as "impossible" and were there is change.
For better or for worse. But no matter how hard I try I cannot leave. For it seems that I am a prisoner to
Wonderland. I can never leave. It is who I am and without it I do not think I could survive. And so I am
trapped here Wonderland. Oh how I despise you Wonderland! And yet…I love you all the more!
And I wonder….I wonder if others feel this way about you too. Do others wish to leave you and never
return? Are you a blessing or a curse for us all? This is something I will never know. I will….. Never…. Know….
And at this the Mad Hatter fell asleep in his armchair. Waiting for tomorrow to come like all the others.
Their all waiting Wonderland. Will you answer them tonight? Or is it not the right time? This is something
only you my dear Wonderland knows….
"Twinkle Twinkle little bat
How I wonder what your at
Up above the world you fly
Like a tea tray in the sky…."