Found in Wonderland Not All Who Wonder Are Lost. With dreams in your pockets And smiles on your face This world is somehow A better place Fairy tales and fantasies don’t exist, they say What do you mean they don’t exist? Did you never sit by the ocean under the moon lit sky? Sip a cup of hot coffee, reading a book on a cold winter night? Dance your heart out in the rain? Hold your lovers hand while in pain? Watch a rainbow rise in the sky? Go after fluttering butterflies? Take long hikes into the wilderness? Rejoice your mother’s loving caress? Yes, I talk to genies And braid the hair of mermaids Ride unicorns And travel on angel wings Because when I was young, They taught me about the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus But just as I started believing in the magic, They told me that my thought process was flawed How is that? I say Don’t you see the miracle on its way? I was taught to believe, and now I do So do not present to me this oxymoron you fool I am a dreamer, a believer, an artist in disguise No longer in need of your unsolicited advice See through my eyes, and you too shall celebrate This miracle called life, and its wondrous fate!