A girl has come here to mark time
And to perchance dream, by sister
Reading a book, on the river bank,
Feeling a bit warm and stupid near,
On the unusual riparian afternoon.
Her sister reads a book end to end
With no pictures and conversations.
The girl has dream, full of pictures
And live full-blown conversations.
Girls have dreams , all their times ,
Not just that time of lunar month.
We all have dreams in our pillows.
But girl’s dreams are complicated.
(reading Alice In Wonderland by Lewis Caro