When I think of wonderland
I do not think of Alice, the tin man
or even the cowardly lion,
not even Marilyn Monroe
or a glittering place
sublimely beautiful in a city somewhere
but about the here and now
happiness springing out
of a pretty loving girl
who wants to keep me company
and in whose eyes I see fantasies
who makes this world
a great place for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem