My Wonderland Poem by Ima Ryma

The wonderland that I dream of
Is not the one Alice was in.
My wonderland is filled with love
Of Grandma's farm where I lived when
Grandma was all the family
That I had, and she and I spent
Farm life as it was meant to be,
Enjoying what life would present.
Grandma taught me how well to care
For plants and animals around.
Each day and night we both would share
Gifts from nature that did abound.

Before I wake I always feel
This wonderland for me was real.